Runnin'
(Fish)
(Runnin' and runnin' and runnin')
I'm runnin' and runnin' and runnin'
And no I can't ever stop (Can't stop)
I'm gunnin' for something to love me
But dovey's not what I want (No dovey)
I'm buggin', don't come in, I'm huffin'
I love it, I smoke a lot
The money, I run it, I'm dummy
It's funny, my bank is hot (Hot hot)
Yesterday I couldn't even take my meds (Hot hot)
So tomorrow I'll hate the person in the mirror (Hot hot)
Said for '24 that I would ditch the pen (Hot hot)
But I needed it to make my head clearer
Runnin' out of steps
Don't know how long I got left
Think that I'm losin' my breath
Think that my life is a mess
Think that I can't fight the stress
I think I need more for less
I think I bleed for the best
I think I'm needin' a rest
(This guy's walking down the street when he falls in a hole)
(The walls are so steep he can't get out)
(A doctor passes by, and the guy shouts up)
("Hey you, can you help me out?")
(The doctor writes a prescription)
(Throws it down in the hole, and moves on)
(Then a priest comes along, and the guy shouts up)
("Father I'm down in this hole, can you help me out?")
(The priest writes out a prayer)
(Throws it down in the hole, and moves on)
(Then a friend walks by)
("Hey Joe it's me, can you help me out?")
(And the friend jumps in the hole)
(Our guy says, "Are you stupid? Now we're both down here!")
(The friend says, "Yeah, but I've been down here before")
("And I know the way out")
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (Running, I'm running)
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (I'm running, I'm running)
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (I'm running, I'm running)
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (I'm running, I'm-)
I'm tortured by the songs in my motherfuckin' head
I try to right my wrongs, maybe I should end up dead
And I ain't got too long, maybe I'll just cry instead
I'll rot inside my bed
Bad thoughts inside my head
At least I got some friends to keep me going
Stuck in the hole, but at least we ain't boring
Bad little moles, yeah we know we ain't important
But I'm sad when I'm alone, so I'll keep writing my story
I'm going
To insanity, I'll fan a damn calamity
I spam the track with vanity
I lack a span of fans to see
That I can dip my hand and be
A master of a million things
I live with my humanity
The drugs are slowly killing me
So I'm runnin', but I ain't runnin' alone
'Cause I know that when I call, that they'll pick up the phone
And yeah, sure, shit is hard, but I'm filled up with hope
Because the ones that have your back are the ones that you know
(You wrapped that yourself right?)
(The... bandage?)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Donna's gonna take you to the emergency room)
(Runnin' and runnin' and runnin')
I'm runnin' and runnin' and runnin'
And no I can't ever stop (Can't stop)
I'm gunnin' for something to love me
But dovey's not what I want (No dovey)
I'm buggin', don't come in, I'm huffin'
I love it, I smoke a lot
The money, I run it, I'm dummy
It's funny, my bank is hot (Hot hot)
Yesterday I couldn't even take my meds (Hot hot)
So tomorrow I'll hate the person in the mirror (Hot hot)
Said for '24 that I would ditch the pen (Hot hot)
But I needed it to make my head clearer
Runnin' out of steps
Don't know how long I got left
Think that I'm losin' my breath
Think that my life is a mess
Think that I can't fight the stress
I think I need more for less
I think I bleed for the best
I think I'm needin' a rest
(This guy's walking down the street when he falls in a hole)
(The walls are so steep he can't get out)
(A doctor passes by, and the guy shouts up)
("Hey you, can you help me out?")
(The doctor writes a prescription)
(Throws it down in the hole, and moves on)
(Then a priest comes along, and the guy shouts up)
("Father I'm down in this hole, can you help me out?")
(The priest writes out a prayer)
(Throws it down in the hole, and moves on)
(Then a friend walks by)
("Hey Joe it's me, can you help me out?")
(And the friend jumps in the hole)
(Our guy says, "Are you stupid? Now we're both down here!")
(The friend says, "Yeah, but I've been down here before")
("And I know the way out")
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (Running, I'm running)
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (I'm running, I'm running)
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (I'm running, I'm running)
Runnin', I'm runnin', I'm runnin' (I'm running, I'm-)
I'm tortured by the songs in my motherfuckin' head
I try to right my wrongs, maybe I should end up dead
And I ain't got too long, maybe I'll just cry instead
I'll rot inside my bed
Bad thoughts inside my head
At least I got some friends to keep me going
Stuck in the hole, but at least we ain't boring
Bad little moles, yeah we know we ain't important
But I'm sad when I'm alone, so I'll keep writing my story
I'm going
To insanity, I'll fan a damn calamity
I spam the track with vanity
I lack a span of fans to see
That I can dip my hand and be
A master of a million things
I live with my humanity
The drugs are slowly killing me
So I'm runnin', but I ain't runnin' alone
'Cause I know that when I call, that they'll pick up the phone
And yeah, sure, shit is hard, but I'm filled up with hope
Because the ones that have your back are the ones that you know
(You wrapped that yourself right?)
(The... bandage?)
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Donna's gonna take you to the emergency room)
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Eli, Violet Kara
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