Waiting, contemplating my death
I'm behaving so that you'll spare me, I guess
I've been, been listening
To the wind, it's gone again, oh
Going through the motions emotionless
I've been so cold and low, the doses
They don't hit, no, might need a fix, oh
How can I fix what's deep in my soul?
I guess I
Run, run, run, run
Far from the barrel of the
Gun, I know I'm
Never too scared
To let go, but the devil, he knows
I'm the thorn on the rose
So point your gun
I'ma run, run, run
I need a dopamine hit, it's been so dead now
Low on serotonin, keepin' my head down, no
Feelin' filled to the brim, I feel my world's kinda grim
Broken down with chains on my wrists
Going through the motions emotionless
I've been so cold and low, the doses
They don't hit, no, might need a fix, oh
How can I fix what's deep in my soul?
I guess I
Run, run, run, run
Far from the barrel of the
Gun, I know I'm
Never too scared
To let go, but the devil, he knows
I'm the thorn on the rose
So point your gun
I'ma run, run, run
This ain't me, I know
Need a little peace at home
Oh
I let it all go
I guess I
Run, run, run, run
Far from the barrel of the
Gun, I know I'm
Never too scared
To let go, but the devil, he knows
I'm the thorn on the rose
So point your gun
I'ma run, run, run
Run, run, run, run
Far from the barrel of the
Gun, I know I'm
Never too scared
To let go, but the devil, he knows
I'm the thorn on the rose
So point your gun
I'ma run, run, run
