Run

They say
That you got to get older
That you got to get older
To walk away
And to brush off your shoulders
Just to brush off your shoulders
Well you’re a stage four animal
With a high time to go
And you state your anectdote
When you’re young and you’re bold yeah
You tell me that it’s nothing
Just a bump in the road
But it won’t feel like nothing to you
And you turn to the sun
When I told you that I’d Run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you That I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When i told you that I’d run
When the day
When the days the getting shorter
Its over and over
Yeah you sold you sold
Your soul
Well you’re a stage four animal
With a high time to go
And you state your anectdote
When your young and your bold yeah
You tell me that it’s nothing
Just a bump in the road
But won’t feel like nothing to you
And you turn to the sun
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d
Run
When I told you that i’d run
When I told you that i’d run
When i told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run
When I told you that I’d run