Just to get it all the right way
Somehow I find every time
That I shit the bed anyway
The Internet said, Internet said
It would take a firm commitment, ooh
But I got away definitely
That I can make it painless
I'm thinking this, I'm thinking this
Thinking I should fake my own death
on the run, on the, on the run
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run, on the, on the run
but I keep steppin' in it
loafers clean for a minute
But the baggage keeps on comin'
like your glitter in the kitchen
All the sand inside my shoe that
But the sadness is behind me,
with his own will he came
Deep in Alabama and I cruise faster than
Faster than them memories
they don't hate my decision
And you'll feel better if you think
On the run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
For two moments, I felt so great
'Cause there's no more worries,
Somehow I feel more than ten feet
It all seems small and so far away
And I miss that noise you
I turn back now, my scars and my stains
And I'm back before you know
I'm going on the run, on the run,
on the run, on the, on the run
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
Run, on the run, on the run,
