James Gillespie - Run

You better run.
Don’t get in this too deep
A loaded gun.
by your pillow to sleep
I wake up, to nothing but stone.

You better run.
Don’t believe what they say
It’s only one
Life - and you limit your way
Not with me. More precious in rhyme.

Cause you don’t need love to be fed
You don’t need my arms to go to bed
Or even these words to hear
You better run.
You better run.
You better run.

You better run.
Cause all you give is not enough
The burning sun,
Warms and destroys you at once
Just like me, no cure for disease.

You better run.
There's more than pain underneath
The only son
To show a mother his teeth
Keep it down. More meat for the feast

Cause you don’t need love to be fed
You don’t need my arms to go to bed
Or even these words to hear
You better run.
You better run.
You better run.
Yeah
Oh no

If I believe in anything that I can call a home I would have been by your side.

But every time I try to put my feet on solid ground I go and burn it right down

Cause you don’t need love to be fed
You don’t need my arms to go to bed
Or even these words to hear
You better run.

Written by:
Jonelle Owens, Khalil Gillespie

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