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Hold on to me, I can call up my 911 and call the police
Hold on to you, what are you going to do when I let go of you
Falling off cliff, I don't really wanna be the person getting kicks
All my friends getting lit, all my friends getting whipped
I won't die with my hanger, thought I was gonna be dangerous
No i'm not gonna hang her up, if i do im gonna have to throw up
I ain't gonna fall away, Man I always ridin waves
That's not me, that's you, what are you gonna have to choose
Me or him, me or you, ridin off in my coupe
Getting money, getting bands, getting all this freakin (Wow)
Hold on hold on, popo knocking at the door door

I gotta run run run run run run
I gotta run run run run run run run
I gotta run run run run run run run
I gotta run run yea
I gotta, I gotta run run run yea
I gotta run

I gotta run away, i'm not enslaved, im doin this as I behave
You lookin at me as I'm an A student, You get D grades (You fail)
You also Degrade man, What are you doing too man?
I ain't gonna fall back man, I ain't gonna fall off man
Doin this for mighty coupe, you fallen off you stupid
I thought you were like cupid, I was getting lovey dovey
Thought I was gonna have to hug the, person right next to me
If I see you im gonna lose, every anger cell inside me
I ain't losin you, if I do you gonna choose
Is it me or him yea, is it me or him yea

I gotta run, I gotta run
I gotta run, I gotta run
Running away, Run run run run
Run run run run run to the sun
Run to the sun, Run to the sun, yea
Run run run run
Yea yea
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Hold on to me, I can call up my 911 and call the police
Hold on to you, what are you going to do when I let go of you
Falling off cliff, I don't really wanna be the person getting kicks
All my friends getting lit, all my friends getting whipped
I won't die with my hanger, thought I was gonna be dangerous
No i'm not gonna hang her up, if i do im gonna have to throw up
I ain't gonna fall away, Man I always ridin waves
That's not me, that's you, what are you gonna have to choose
Me or him, me or you, ridin off in my coupe
Getting money, getting bands, getting all this freakin (Wow)
Hold on hold on, popo knocking at the door door

I gotta run run run run run run
I gotta run run run run run run run
I gotta run run run run run run run
I gotta run run yea
I gotta, I gotta run run run yea
I gotta run

I gotta run away, i'm not enslaved, im doin this as I behave
You lookin at me as I'm an A student, You get D grades (You fail)
You also Degrade man, What are you doing too man?
I ain't gonna fall back man, I ain't gonna fall off man
Doin this for mighty coupe, you fallen off you stupid
I thought you were like cupid, I was getting lovey dovey
Thought I was gonna have to hug the, person right next to me
If I see you im gonna lose, every anger cell inside me
I ain't losin you, if I do you gonna choose
Is it me or him yea, is it me or him yea

I gotta run, I gotta run
I gotta run, I gotta run
Running away, Run run run run
Run run run run run to the sun
Run to the sun, Run to the sun, yea
Run run run run
Yea yea
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Writer: NATHAN DAVID THOMAS, LAURA JANE VANE, TOBY MICHAEL VANE
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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