"Walk Away"
Thanks to Dia Frampton to make such a great song, but the story behind this song made me really angry and sad ... I found Dia’s blog. She told the story why she made this song.
“I wrote this song about a girl who was "given" to her father's friends for entertainment at the ripe age of eight. Yes, true story. However, for the sake of her discretion, I won't say any more. It made me very upset to hear the story, but even more upset to hear the ending. She never got any revenge, so I wanted to give it to her. In this song, she's going back to get 'em!”
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Looking back on younger days, the time has passed,
And nothing stays the same. Hey hey hey!
She was such a pretty girl, with glowing eyes and yellow curls. Hey hey hey!
Stars are in a summer night,
She's wishing that they'd fall down through the atmosphere, for a souvenir.
She's waiting for her Superman, her Never land,
Cause he can show the way. Hey hey hey!
Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing?
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
You better run away, run away, run away.
She's tellin' tales through telephone
That make you cry, chill to the bone. Hey hey hey!
It's lock and key, electrified,
Hide and seek from dirty eyes. Hey hey hey!
Driving in the rain to somewhere far,
But they've got tattoos stamped upon their arms, of her name in hearts
She doesn't understand that love is what you give, not given up.
Hey hey hey!
Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing?
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
No matter what you say, what you say, what you say.
Yeah you better not sleep, because she's waiting, waiting.
She knows all about you; you're in her aim.
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
You better run away, run away, run away
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
No matter what you say, what you say, what you say.
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Looking back on younger days, the time has passed,
And nothing stays the same. Hey hey hey!
She was such a pretty girl, with glowing eyes and yellow curls. Hey hey hey!
Stars are in a summer night,
She's wishing that they'd fall down through the atmosphere, for a souvenir.
She's waiting for her Superman, her Never land,
Cause he can show the way. Hey hey hey!
Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing?
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
You better run away, run away, run away.
She's tellin' tales through telephone
That make you cry, chill to the bone. Hey hey hey!
It's lock and key, electrified,
Hide and seek from dirty eyes. Hey hey hey!
Driving in the rain to somewhere far,
But they've got tattoos stamped upon their arms, of her name in hearts
She doesn't understand that love is what you give, not given up.
Hey hey hey!
Where's her missing piece her mind's been chasing, chasing?
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
No matter what you say, what you say, what you say.
Yeah you better not sleep, because she's waiting, waiting.
She knows all about you; you're in her aim.
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
You better run away, run away, run away
A bullet with your name, a ticking time grenade,
You better run away, run away, run away
Either way you're screwed, there's nothing you can do,
No matter what you say, what you say, what you say.
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