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I make my way through the tall grass I find this quest so meaningless I may decay, I may digress I found no peace in this distress I make my way through the tall grass To measure steps beneath my breath My legs may ache, pain in my chest I find no peace in knowing death Make my way through the tall grass I find this quest so meaningless, so I run (Away) Make my way through the tall grass I find this quest so meaningless, so I run (Away) Make my way through the tall grass I find this quest so meaningless, so I run (I can make it on my own) (Away) Make my way through the tall grass I find this quеst so meaningless, so I run (I can make it on my own) (Away) Makе my way through the tall grass I find this quest so meaningless, so I run From Letras Mania