歌词
作词 : Tiny Moving Parts
作曲 : Tiny Moving Parts
It's a certain type of Fahrenheit
That doesn't sit well, that doesn't sit
It's a feeling unexplainable
I'm sorry if I'm wasting your time
But my gut feels stuck in a sickening motion
Like it's turning itself inside out
It's something I can't shake
A razor's dull blade
I think it's perfect time for a change
Run with me
Run with me
Run with me (Run with me)
Run with me (Run with me)
Run until your feet fall off your legs (Run with me)
So I know at least you're trying to race (Run with me)
For what's coming (Run with me)
For what's coming (Run with me)
And I'll do the same
Swallow vitamins and we'll reconnect again
They'll dance underneath our skin
And we'll grow like chameleons
Why
Does the Midwest sky
Hold the darkest clouds
Above my head, every night
Why
Does the Midwest sky
Hold the darkest clouds
Above my head, every night
Every night
Every night
The Midwest sky
Run
Run with me
Run with me