Running with the Dead

So, something is odd
I've gotta leave, it's not spiritual
Everyday playing out like a ritual
I'm waiting on my God damn miracle
I'm bleeding out, these lungs are getting physical
Sat here with my listening head on
But all I hear is misconceptions
We gotta run, we're running with the dead ones
We gotta run, we're running with the dead ones
Never gonna leave myself behind
Save me from my world
It's all I've ever known
You'll never take any single part of me
I tried my best, but I never got the sympathy
Count your blessing that's 1,2...
See, like me, we're just running out of numbers
Go on, get to 3
We gotta run, we're running with the dead ones
We gotta run, we're running with the dead ones
Never gonna leave myself behind
Save me from my world
It's all I've ever known
Forever gonna be so hard to find
The simple steps we take
We take, to make our own escape
Outta my way, I'm a solider
Marching through the cold like I told ya
Taking my life back
Click, crack, crack, crack
Boom!
Stand tall and they're never gonna hold ya
I'll never hold my breath till death
Do we part, I'm starting over
Another day
Another way
I'm a man of my word, and I'm leaving with my head held high
Never gonna leave myself behind
Save me from my world
It's all I've ever known
Never gonna leave myself behind
Save me from my world
It's all I've ever known
Forever gonna be so hard to find
The simple steps we take
We take, to make our own escape



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Taylor, Chris Collins, James Valentino, Mikey Skelcher, Tom White
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