Bang
Hang my head out the window
Watching the cars go
Hoping that one of them
Would change my life
They say it's all that ego keeping your feet cold
I should listen
To my daddy's advice
I bite my tongue
Until the blood is running down my chest
A long pursuit of happiness
But left with something less
Thought I'd be more than just the ghost of who I'd never been
I'm tripping up
With no luck In this dance with death
I hear it I hear It
I hear it in my head
I hear it I hear it
I hear that voice again
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run
I don't wanna run Anymore
(Bang, bang, bang)
(The reaper, the reaper)
I tried to bottle up sorrow
Save some for tomorrow
Praying that whisky Jesus saves my life
I'm checking in on my demons to see how they're feeling
My momma showed me how to lose a fight
She tried to warn me I was sinking in the deeper end
Mouthful of chalk, but I didn't ever wanna swallow it
And even if my world's not coming to a bitter end
I couldn't stand the taste of it
I need more than a sedative
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run
I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run
I don't wanna run Anymore
(Bang, bang, bang)
(The reaper, the reaper)
I said, I don't wanna run anymore
I don't think I'll run anymore
Watching the cars go
Hoping that one of them
Would change my life
They say it's all that ego keeping your feet cold
I should listen
To my daddy's advice
I bite my tongue
Until the blood is running down my chest
A long pursuit of happiness
But left with something less
Thought I'd be more than just the ghost of who I'd never been
I'm tripping up
With no luck In this dance with death
I hear it I hear It
I hear it in my head
I hear it I hear it
I hear that voice again
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run
I don't wanna run Anymore
(Bang, bang, bang)
(The reaper, the reaper)
I tried to bottle up sorrow
Save some for tomorrow
Praying that whisky Jesus saves my life
I'm checking in on my demons to see how they're feeling
My momma showed me how to lose a fight
She tried to warn me I was sinking in the deeper end
Mouthful of chalk, but I didn't ever wanna swallow it
And even if my world's not coming to a bitter end
I couldn't stand the taste of it
I need more than a sedative
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run
I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run Anymore
Bang bang bang
The reaper's at my door
And I don't wanna run
I don't wanna run Anymore
(Bang, bang, bang)
(The reaper, the reaper)
I said, I don't wanna run anymore
I don't think I'll run anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Baxxter Bierman, Domenic Leo Reid
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