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Travelling Not RunningI'm travelling not runningI don't like it hereFrom cracks in the pavementFaces appearI'm sleeping not comingFantasy's farIf you don't want to get thereStay where you areSometimes I feel, just a little bit olderSometimes I feel, for youI could have been, anything for youI could have been oldI could have been blueWe could have been twoBut I'll make it clearAll of this for youBut I wasn't hereI'm travelling not runningI don't like it hereThe crime that I touched youWas paid for in fearI'm sleeping not comingHow much can you seeHow much do you knowOf the places I'll be From Letras Mania