| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
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| I know a story about a boy
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| About a boy I used to know
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| It's kind of funny, you'd never guess
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| As he smokes a cigarette
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| I used to lie
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| I could've shown this kid the road
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| Follow the lines
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| Instead of doing this alone
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| And he was singing
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, outrun my gun
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
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| Faster than my bullet
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| I saw his face from behind the door
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| A look so pure, I could've sworn
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| It's not so funny, it's just a mess
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| Another cowboy in distress
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| I used to lie
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| I could've shown this kid the road
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| Follow the lines
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| Instead of doing this alone
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| And he was singing
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, outrun my gun
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, outrun my gun
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
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| Faster than my bullet
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, outrun my gun
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
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| All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
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| You better run, better run, faster than my bullet |