| Where do you run
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| Where do you run
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| Run Run
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| Where do you run
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| Where do you run
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| When you’re tired
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| When you’re tired
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| So tired
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| When you’re tired
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| When you’re tired
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| So tired
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| On the day I fall
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| I’ll fall hard
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| Burying that thought
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| It’s so far
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| Until the day it’s not
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| Well that’s part
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| Of questioning a god
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| So be smart
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| Ay
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| Grab the weed
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| And then pass it
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| Take another hit
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| Back swish
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| Bryce Vine
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| And some aspirins
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| Watch it all
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| While it’s happening
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| Read about it
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| I’m gasping
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| How could all of that happen
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| Wait how do we know that happened
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| How do we know that happned
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| I think too much for my own good
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| So I pace and I bounce
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| Thse concepts all over the place
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| Get so close
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| Then I see that I am far
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| Made it to a theory
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| Then I watch it fall apart
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| Right in front of me
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| Right in front of them
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| I am not a king
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| I’m only a man
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| I don’t want to bleed
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| I just want to stand
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| I don’t have a need
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| So I don’t get a plan
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| Where do you run
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| Where do you run
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| Run run
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| Where do you run
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| Where do you run
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| When you’re tired
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| When you’re tired
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| So tired |
| When you’re tired
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| (Still you, you don’t have contact)
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| (Yes I do)
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| (I don’t want to be sent away)
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| Still feel like kid
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| Well grow up
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| I hear what they list
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| And throw up
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| Then I snap both my wrists
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| And show up
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| (Hello)
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| I have no chance at bliss
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| I’m no one
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| Give my best
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| And they pass me
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| Sold my heart
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| And they trash me
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| Am I good
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| No one asks me
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| Fighting time
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| With a rap sheet
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| Waiting here
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| For the rapture
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| Burn in hell
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| When it’s after
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| Should’ve guessed the right password
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| God sees me all backwards
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| They don’t see
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| They don’t see
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| When I leave
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| I’m gone from time
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| Sick and tired
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| When you’re tired
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| So tired
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| When you’re tired
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| When you’re tired
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| So tired |