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Don't look into the Sun my mama said
It's gonna burn your eyes and melt your heart
When your time has come you have to leave and pray
What if I don't think it's okay
Pack your things and runaway
Learn to fly, let it be that way
I'm sending letters to angels and ghosts
Sending letters to the otherside
When I get to what hurts the most
There'll be no such thing as goodbye
Do we get to leave a scar at the end of the day
Like every little angel on our way
Are we just faces from the past
Faces that aren't meant to last
She said pack your things and runaway
One step closer every day
Don't you think it's time to let them go away?