Lyricist : Andres Felipe Rebellon/Deborah Jung/Jonathan Joseph Hoskins (PRS)/Victor Wainstein
Composer : Andres Felipe Rebellon/Deborah Jung/Jonathan Joseph Hoskins (PRS)/Victor Wainstein
Two hands in my pocket
Two feet on the ground
I keep it walking I don’t look around
Bishop around the corner
Gave me something good
Give me a good push
Now I’m going down
I keep running away
Running away
Running away I go
I keep running away
I keep running away
I go
Away, I go
You try to hide
It’s in your head
Can’t away from what you want
You wonder why
It never ends
Can’t away from what you want
You try to hide
It’s in your head
Can’t away from what you want
You wonder why
It never ends
Can’t away from what you want
Give me a high I’ll give you what you want
In my head, now you’re in my head uh
Give me a high I’ll give you what you want
In my head, now you’re in my head uh
Johnny keeps on calling
Don’t pick up my phone
Don’t need no one else to tell me what I need
Metal on my shoulders
Isn’t it so fun
Pressure building up till I’m on my knees
I keep running away
Running away
Running away I go
I keep running away
I keep running away
I go
Away, I go
You try to hide
It’s in your head
Can’t away from what you want
You wonder why
It never ends
Can’t away from what you want
You try to hide
It’s in your head
Can’t away from what you want
You wonder why
It never ends
Can’t away from what you want
Give me a high I’ll give you what you want
In my head, now you’re in my head uh
Give me a high I’ll give you what you want
In my head, now you’re in my head uh
Give me a high I’ll give you what you want
In my head, now you’re in my head uh
Give me a high I’ll give you what you want
In my head, now you’re in my head uh
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