On the Run

Taking the stairs to the upper floor
I got a small escape window
Adrenaline is rising through my bones
Taking a second to catch my breath
Saying hello and then he said
He said that he'll take care of the rest

But then he said don't worry my friend
I'll be there in the end
So you jump
Into the black of night
Ready to leave your broken mind
There's no time for hocus pocus
Here's the danger of losing focus
I'm on the run

Gunshots in the middle of the street
Bloody nose and bust up feet
Nothing I ain't seen before
Fled into the wild
A chopper shines it's rusty light
Police are on the scene once more
But then he said don't worry my friend
I'll be there in the end
So you jump
Into the black of night
Ready to leave your broken mind
There's no time for hocus pocus
Here's the danger of losing focus
I'm on the run

Silver spoons have turned out well
I've got silver spoons as you can tell
I'm a loveshack lobster with a with a double life
And I swear I'm gonna pass you right on by
I got four- five hitters on the heavy six
Two - three cheaters and a party mix
One - zero kisses on my ass and tits
And yeah I just thought that you should know all this
Why? Why? Why?
'Cause it's important information

I'm on the run
Still on the run
And I guess I'm gonna keep on running



Credits
Writer(s): Elliot Szabo
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