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Run run run run
Take me back to you
My Tv screams static
At the thought of you
Territorial blitz
On the evening news
Nothings ever easy
Just scrolling through
Soul searching is a fear of mine
Do anything to waste your time
But I'm gonna make it on my own
Go go go go
They're coming after you
No mouth to scream
The decedent truth
Self inflicted wounds
The death of me and you
I'm just losing touch
Just tryna pull through
Soul searching is a fear of mine
Do anything to waste your time
But I'm gonna make it on my own
Soul searching is a fear of mine
Do anything to waste your time
But I'm gonna make it on my own
