Run
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You keep the past in your back pocket
Just close enough, where you might catch it
You scrape your knee on the pavement
You look down and you hate it
But I think that the blood might just sober you up
And now you're looking for the answers
To all the questions you were too scared to ask
'Cause growing up's a man's job
So you run and you never look back
Rain comes pouring down
As flood waters fill the streets
You're praying for your life 'cause you're afraid of what you might be
No shoes, no shirt, no soul
As you walk barefoot to your judgement day
your footprints get washed away
Inside your head is a thunderstorm
As you reach out and take what is yours
And once again you're looking for the answers
to all the questions you were too scared to ask
Becasue growing up is a man's job so you run and you never look back