Runaway from Righteous Path by Devon Sants

I was runaway
A lonesome drifter running from the past
Stolen identity
Transgressions tucked behind a mask
Stress free for two whole days
Maybe I can finally catch a break
But stories travel far
I can't outrun all of my mistakes

I've got some troubles
I do
Some say that I'm just baggage
With tattoos
And oh I've got my demons
It's true
But that wicked road led me straight
To you
I was a runaway

I was a runaway
Six hundred miles from my home
Looking for salvation
A way to cleanse my wretched bones
Skeletons in closets
Escape the drama I once had
Skeletons in basements
Let go of the guilt that I still have

I've got some troubles
I do
Some say that I'm just baggage
With tattoos
And oh I've got my demons
It's true
But that wicked road led me straight
To you
I was a runaway

Seeking validation
Through someone else's eyes
Had to make a change
And not look back
Now I've found balance
Learned to accept my darker side
I cast my shadow
On the righteous path
On the righteous path
The righteous path

I've got some troubles
I do
Some say that I'm just baggage
With tattoos
And oh I've got my demons
It's true
But that wicked road led me straight
To you
I was a runaway

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