Runaway

I've been living on a quarter of speed And I don't wanna die I'm damn near drowned in a pile of sick No, I don't wanna die Smashed up face in a parking lot f**ked up head from too much pot I got to, got to, got to, got to, run, run, run away Run away, run away, run away We come down hard in the light of day I know the reason why You self-centered f**k faced son of a bitch Not cool to live a lie Let's go out in the city tonight We're making a scene then doing it twice I got to, got to, got to, got to, run, run, run away Run away, run away, run away Run, running, run, run away Run, running, run, run away Run, running, run, run away Run, running, run, run away Time runs out at the best of times Can't go back to the end of the line I got to, got to, got to, got to, run, run, run away Run away, run away, run away Run away, run away, run away, run away