run away
We could run away
We could run away
We could run away
We could run away
Let's leave
This fucking town
I know you're feeling down
I'm fucking high right now, yea
And we could run away
We could run away
We can fuck (fuck)
We can run away
Don't push me away
A hundred thousand in the safe
But nothing safe inside of my brain, yea
We could run away
She see the pain when she look at my face
Colors turning grey
And we won't ever be the same
It's not the same
It's not the same
I get a headache from the demons living in my brain
But we can run away, yea
Said we can run away
But it'll never be the same, no
I got a couple of pills in my hand
A couple bitches rolling bank notes
I'm crushing xannies with my hand
I'm tired of chasing all these damn hoes
But it'll never be the same
Bitch you can run away with me
I can make you rich today
Just run away
We can run away
Don't push me away
A hundred thousand in the safe
But nothing safe inside of my brain, yea
We could run away
She see the pain when she look at my face
Colors turning grey
And we won't ever be the same, yea
We could run away
We could run away
We could run away
Let's leave
This fucking town
I know you're feeling down
I'm fucking high right now, yea
And we could run away
We could run away
We can fuck (fuck)
We can run away
Don't push me away
A hundred thousand in the safe
But nothing safe inside of my brain, yea
We could run away
She see the pain when she look at my face
Colors turning grey
And we won't ever be the same
It's not the same
It's not the same
I get a headache from the demons living in my brain
But we can run away, yea
Said we can run away
But it'll never be the same, no
I got a couple of pills in my hand
A couple bitches rolling bank notes
I'm crushing xannies with my hand
I'm tired of chasing all these damn hoes
But it'll never be the same
Bitch you can run away with me
I can make you rich today
Just run away
We can run away
Don't push me away
A hundred thousand in the safe
But nothing safe inside of my brain, yea
We could run away
She see the pain when she look at my face
Colors turning grey
And we won't ever be the same, yea
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Writer(s): Bradi Kozak
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