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When you're out there on that there racetrack,
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- what are you running from? - You want to know the truth?
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Nothing.
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Everyone's running from something, sugar.
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No, I'm running from nothing. I'm terrified of nothing.
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People come up to me, they want my autograph,
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they want my picture.
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They think they recognize something in me,
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and I want to be that person they think I am, but I'm not.
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They see a greatness in me, and they mistake it for goodness,
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but I... I know there's nothing there.
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As fast as I run, I can't get away from that.