22, running

I cannot always run on my own fuel
I run and run and run, I am such a fool
I´ve hit the point of no return
So long ago
And circling round the drain makes you dizzy
And just so uncool

I sit and write a song like I´m 22
Where ever it may get me
I just tell the truth
Maybe lying gets you quicker to where you run
But sorry, I believe that makes you such a cunt

There comes a time where you ask
If you´re the face behind or just the mask
What you need is a full tank of gas
You run run run run
Doo yaheeee
You run run run run
Doo yaheee!

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