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He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plans
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hangin' out his mouth, he's a cowboy kid
Yeah, found a six-shooter gun
Yeah, in his dad's closet, oh, in a box of fun things
I don't even know what
But he's comin' for you, yeah, he's coming for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Daddy works a long day
He be comin' home late, he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise
'Cause the dinner's in the kitchen, and it's packed on ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say "your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits", yeah
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet, yeah
SHUT THE ♥♥♥♥ UP NOBODY ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ CARES
No room to move around
And this box is getting smaller
I'm trying to get out
How did I get so far
From where I was
When did I decide
To lose my way
Who have I become
I've got a new low
All fifty two cards in a row
I see now that I won't let go
No I won't let go
Well who am I?
A cold shoulder left to cry
You feel bow-wow so do I
Yeah so do I
I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up but mostly down
I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up but mostly down
I can not help feeling like
I have so much at steak
So I lock myself inside my head
And I just run in place
So many directions I don't
Know which way to go
I'm so busy doing nothing
I got nothing to show
I've got a new low
All 52 cards in a row
I see now that I won't let go
No I won't let go
Well who am I?
A cold shoulder used to cry
You feel bow-wow so do I
Yeah so do I
I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up but mostly down
I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up but mostly down
I make mistakes
Just like everybody else
But instead I'm letting go of it
I can't forgive myself
Well I did my time
In the window of this box
Like it or not
All I got now is today
Tomorrow ain't here
And yesterday is gone dead on me anyway
I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up but mostly down
I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up but mostly down