Runaway

I might not get out of bed
Might get drunk and shave my head
Stay out late with the captain again
He's my most reliable friend
Quit my job and run away
Wonder what the folks would say
Would you notice if I was gone
Buy some booze and come along

Fuck this boring shit
I can't stand it
Never wanted, any of this

Wanted to be a Kung-Fu detective
Holy shit that looks infected
I don't know what to tell you
Needed money for rent and food
I still can't afford my car
Stay out late and play guitar
Zombie movies and alcohol
Hope I didn't sell my soul

Fuck this boring shit
I can't stand it
Never wanted, any of this

Wanted to be a Kung-Fu detective
Holy shit that looks infected
I don't know what to tell you
Needed money for rent and food
I still can't afford my car
Stay out late and play guitar
Zombie movies and alcohol
Hope I didn't sell my soul

Fuck this boring shit
I can't stand it
Never wanted, any of this



Credits
Writer(s): Björn Nyberg, Jonathan Cohen, Ola Grönqvist, Sam Browne
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