I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
The clothes on my back
I hope I make it out this time
He passed out on the floor
I see an open door
I'm taking only what I need
I hope he doesn't find me out this time
Because last time I tried escaping
I called a friend, asked her to help me
And she said yes, and I hung up
And turned around
And he was right behind me
He was pushing me the whole way home
How could I have been so dumb?
Pushed me in and closed the door
And started beating once more
I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
He's out cold on his back
I hope I make it out in time
Because one time, I found phone booth
Ducked down and hid for twenty minutes
Then made a run right for the highway
I turned around
And he pulled up behind me
He grabbed me by my hair
I screamed. He didn't care
And then, just like before
He pulled me in and closed the door
I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
The clothes on my back
And nothing more
He's on the floor
And there's the door
I hope I make it out this time
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I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
The clothes on my back
I hope I make it out this time
He passed out on the floor
I see an open door
I'm taking only what I need
I hope he doesn't find me out this time
Because last time I tried escaping
I called a friend, asked her to help me
And she said yes, and I hung up
And turned around
And he was right behind me
He was pushing me the whole way home
How could I have been so dumb?
Pushed me in and closed the door
And started beating once more
I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
He's out cold on his back
I hope I make it out in time
Because one time, I found phone booth
Ducked down and hid for twenty minutes
Then made a run right for the highway
I turned around
And he pulled up behind me
He grabbed me by my hair
I screamed. He didn't care
And then, just like before
He pulled me in and closed the door
I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
The clothes on my back
And nothing more
He's on the floor
And there's the door
I hope I make it out this time
What little cash I have
The clothes on my back
I hope I make it out this time
He passed out on the floor
I see an open door
I'm taking only what I need
I hope he doesn't find me out this time
Because last time I tried escaping
I called a friend, asked her to help me
And she said yes, and I hung up
And turned around
And he was right behind me
He was pushing me the whole way home
How could I have been so dumb?
Pushed me in and closed the door
And started beating once more
I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
He's out cold on his back
I hope I make it out in time
Because one time, I found phone booth
Ducked down and hid for twenty minutes
Then made a run right for the highway
I turned around
And he pulled up behind me
He grabbed me by my hair
I screamed. He didn't care
And then, just like before
He pulled me in and closed the door
I'm packing one small bag
What little cash I have
The clothes on my back
And nothing more
He's on the floor
And there's the door
I hope I make it out this time
Writer: Spencer Channell
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