Testo Better Run - Royal Bangs
Testo della canzone Better Run (Royal Bangs), tratta dall'album Brass
Don't want to hurt nobody
But sometimes you hurt somebody
Trample them under your feet
Sometimes you hurt somebody
This is it, the big leagues for you
Better run like you've been taught to
Dig a hole, now eat some dirt
White teeth and a brand new shirt
Put the world out on the wire
These cavemen made some fire
Haven't slept in the longest time
But I can do it, I can do it, I can do it, I can
Call in your friends, call in your relatives
Tell them you're not the fool that you were supposed to be
Let go of your guilt, let go of your jealousy
Show them you're not the fool that you were supposed to be
Tip the weeks off on their end
Wear the days out like they were sand
Silver trophy on the top shelf
First prize in the race to a slow death
Lunatics on Monday whining
Make the papers Tuesday smiling
Middle week, they touch me Friday
But they're back shoving boxes on Friday
Call in your friends, call in your relatives
Tell them you're not the fool that you were supposed to be
Let go of your guilt, let go of your jealousy
Show them you're not the fool that you were supposed to be
Don't want to hurt nobody
But sometimes you hurt somebody
Trample them under your feet
Sometimes you hurt somebody
Call in your friends, call in your relatives
Tell them you're not the fool that you were supposed to be
Let go of your guilt, let go of your jealousy
Show them you're not the fool that you were supposed to be
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Schaefer, Patrick James Carney, Dylan Dawkins, Christopher Rusk, Samuel Stratton
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