Locked in my head
The words that you said
They still don't make sense
I live with the dead
No place to be
I'm no one to see
I haunt city streets
I search for release
People, power lines
Buzzing through the night
People, who am I
I won't wait for your reply
I'm making my great escape
I think I'm born to be a runaway
I'm done holding on to alibis
Let go
Now this is what it feels like
I can breathe
I'm making my great escape
Call me November
I don't remember
Sun in the evening
What I believe in
But these words I sing
I hope they mean something
Prove that I'm someone
Prove that I'm not done
I'm making my great escape
I think I'm born to be a runaway
I'm done holding on to alibis
Let go
Now this is what it feels like
I can breathe
I'm making my great escape
I see the light it's closer now
I learned to fly when you let me down
I see the light it's closer now
I learned to fly when you let me down
I'm making my great escape
I think I'm born to be a runaway
I'm done holding on to alibis
Let go
Now this is what it feels like
I can breathe