[Chorus]
Something makes me run from nothing,
Fucked up more than once and,
Cleanin' off my slate before I run again
(Verse 1)
You couldn't call me a saint, you'll have to call me a sinner,
Comitting bigger than 21 saying "winner winner chicken dinner,"
I can't get civil filled with evil, evil,
Travels in messages from owls and eagles,
No flowers so freedom, yeah
I've done wrong, I've fucked up
Can't take it back but I gotta face it with my fucking hands up
Her hate attack is tangable,
Gimme one good reason I shouldn't walk on out that door
And count that cash that could be caught
Without your walk upon my chest,
I'm not here, yeah
[Bridge]
Every night Salems right
Burning light
Sleep when its not old
[Chorus]
Something makes me run from nothing,
Fucked up more than once and,
Cleanin' off my slate before I run again
[Verse 2]
Not givin up some love is like a gun in my waistline,
Safety off, got nowhere to be so I make everything take time,
Everything remains fine,
Everyone runnin down their pre determined paths
While I make my own, exploration around the world,
Flown, another destination, another girl,
Never been that shiver down your little ass spine,
Always been that plane of kush and a glass from the best vine
It's 5 AM and she knows