Running

He's runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin'
He's almost here
And he's holdin' holdin' holdin'
Holdin' onto someone dear
You can feel him see him hear him thank him
And still feel weird
Your shoulders have folded bent over
You're trying but you can't feel real

The colors the brushes
The pressure it crushes
You can't win 'em all
For you
For you

So maybe maybe maybe
Maybe we can form
Just like we used to
Before you came asking around

But now it's me who is runnin'
Lookin' for something
I can't seem to feel it
That feeling of nothing
There's no sense in numbing
You helped me see now, I'm somethin'

The colors the brushes
The pressure it crushes
You can't win em all
For you
For you

Maybe



Credits
Writer(s): Whistler Isaiah Allen
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