Run These Streets

I'm gonna run these streets
You're gonna curse the air I breathe
'Coz I'm gonna run
But you're the one who's gonna flee

I'm gonna run these streets
I'm gonna give you the count to three
'Coz I'm gonna run
But you're the one who's gonna flee

My old man was made of copper
And my mother was the daughter of an ink-less author
My mouth is dry but I don't drink water
So I run to the tune of the devils laughter
My feet may be burning
But it's better than them going cold
'Coz in my grave I'll be turning
If I die not chasing my soul

Run these streets
Gonna curse the air I breathe
I'm gonna run
But you're the one who's gonna flee
Run these streets
I'm gonna give you the count to three
I'm gonna run
But you're the one who's gonna flee



Credits
Writer(s): Felix Lindsell-hales
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