Run Again
Ya
Ya
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Something makes me run from nothing
Fucked up more than once and
Cleanin' off my slate
Before I run again
You couldn't call me a saint
You have to call me a sinner
Comitting bigger, than 21
Saying "winner winner chicken dinner"
I can't get civil, filled with evil, evil
Travels in messages from owls and eagles
No flowers so freedom, yeah
I've done wrong, I've fucked up
Can't take it back
But I gotta face it with my fucking hands up
Her hate attack is tangible
Gimme one good reason I shouldn't walk on out that door
And count that cash that could be
Caught without your walk upon my chest
I'm not, here, yeah
Every night
Salem's right
Burnin' light
Sleep when it's not home
Something makes me run from nothing (Every night)
Fucked up more than once and (Salem's right)
Cleanin' off my slate (Burnin' light)
Before I run again (Sleep when it's not home)
Not givin' myself love is like a gun in my waistline
Safety off, got nowhere to be so I make everything take time
Everything remains fine, everyone runnin down
Their predetermined paths while I make my own
Exploration around the world, flown
Another destination, another girl
Never been that shiver down your little ass spine
Always been that plane of kush and a glass from the best vine
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
Ya
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Something makes me run from nothing
Fucked up more than once and
Cleanin' off my slate
Before I run again
You couldn't call me a saint
You have to call me a sinner
Comitting bigger, than 21
Saying "winner winner chicken dinner"
I can't get civil, filled with evil, evil
Travels in messages from owls and eagles
No flowers so freedom, yeah
I've done wrong, I've fucked up
Can't take it back
But I gotta face it with my fucking hands up
Her hate attack is tangible
Gimme one good reason I shouldn't walk on out that door
And count that cash that could be
Caught without your walk upon my chest
I'm not, here, yeah
Every night
Salem's right
Burnin' light
Sleep when it's not home
Something makes me run from nothing (Every night)
Fucked up more than once and (Salem's right)
Cleanin' off my slate (Burnin' light)
Before I run again (Sleep when it's not home)
Not givin' myself love is like a gun in my waistline
Safety off, got nowhere to be so I make everything take time
Everything remains fine, everyone runnin down
Their predetermined paths while I make my own
Exploration around the world, flown
Another destination, another girl
Never been that shiver down your little ass spine
Always been that plane of kush and a glass from the best vine
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
(glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
It's 5 AM (glass from the best vine)
And she knows (glass from the best vine)
Credits
Writer(s): Carter Schultz, David Von Mering
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