somewhere far away
Your anger is like a pitcher
on a baseball field
I am the cather
without a bloody shield
I'm the catcher
of your rath
when you start
you clear a path
Taking with you everything
i have and ever had
my friends, family and future
oh thats not so bad
get over it you say
with no pitty in your voice
well i can not handle you
fore i have made a choice
i'm leaving, gone by morning
i'll run away to somewhere new
somewhere far away
where they've never heard of you
on a baseball field
I am the cather
without a bloody shield
I'm the catcher
of your rath
when you start
you clear a path
Taking with you everything
i have and ever had
my friends, family and future
oh thats not so bad
get over it you say
with no pitty in your voice
well i can not handle you
fore i have made a choice
i'm leaving, gone by morning
i'll run away to somewhere new
somewhere far away
where they've never heard of you
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