splat
Believe me I wish that I could just
Wish away my feelings
I hate them
Just a boy in a box
All stuck on his own
And whatever the cost
How can we know
And whatever the cost
I'll kill em all
Oppression breeds rebellion
I'll kill em all
When I run
To you
When I run
To you
What the hell have I done
And it's what I'll become
What the hell have I done
But its what I've become
Where the hell do I run
What the fuck have I done
What the hell is my worth
Is this place really for me
So why can't I leave
Why do I
I'll keep running
I keep running
I keep running
Til it's my time
Fuck if I die
Could I move past that
Would it bother my dad
If I just dropped dead
What about the time back on that roadway
Back when I thought man there was no way
I value time I missed out
My last regret when I die
Well what do you wanna hear man
Do you wanna hear that sometimes I think about eating a bullet
Well I do I do
I even got a special one for the occasion with a hollow point look
Make sure it blows the back of my G damn head out
I am the boy in the box
Ya see me writing all alone
All alone in my box
Til' sundown
Could I be left alone now
When I run
To you
You fool
When I run
To you
What the hell have I done
And it's what I'll become
What the hell have I done
But it's what I've become
Where the hell do I run
What the fuck have I done
What the hell is my worth
Bring balance to the force
Not leave it in dark
Don't you never leave love aside Arthur
It's all we got
Is this place for me
Or maybe it's not
So why do I wanna leave
Wish away my feelings
I hate them
Just a boy in a box
All stuck on his own
And whatever the cost
How can we know
And whatever the cost
I'll kill em all
Oppression breeds rebellion
I'll kill em all
When I run
To you
When I run
To you
What the hell have I done
And it's what I'll become
What the hell have I done
But its what I've become
Where the hell do I run
What the fuck have I done
What the hell is my worth
Is this place really for me
So why can't I leave
Why do I
I'll keep running
I keep running
I keep running
Til it's my time
Fuck if I die
Could I move past that
Would it bother my dad
If I just dropped dead
What about the time back on that roadway
Back when I thought man there was no way
I value time I missed out
My last regret when I die
Well what do you wanna hear man
Do you wanna hear that sometimes I think about eating a bullet
Well I do I do
I even got a special one for the occasion with a hollow point look
Make sure it blows the back of my G damn head out
I am the boy in the box
Ya see me writing all alone
All alone in my box
Til' sundown
Could I be left alone now
When I run
To you
You fool
When I run
To you
What the hell have I done
And it's what I'll become
What the hell have I done
But it's what I've become
Where the hell do I run
What the fuck have I done
What the hell is my worth
Bring balance to the force
Not leave it in dark
Don't you never leave love aside Arthur
It's all we got
Is this place for me
Or maybe it's not
So why do I wanna leave
Credits
Writer(s): Jd Bucher
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