08 june 2018
<roughly to the guitar part of "The Best Ever Death Metal Band in Denton" or a Pat The Bunny song
I can run, I run, until the asthma kicks in How miles, are the many, how sprints is the wind? From death, or from danger, and from finances shot, I will run, for my life, it's all left i have got So I run!
Can I run, run, pay the rent once again, When lung pain sets my limit, and neck fat's not my friend Streak of zero, broke the chain, meet at eight for the relapse, Food or pot, booze and 4am youtube show recaps
But for now, no regrets, sweat and relish the pain Just as long as it hurts, that must mean it's a gain So I'll run
Learn a lesson, before dying, cuz I am fucking dying! Don't indulge, don't enjoy, swear subconscious is lying Fuck the hunger, the tiredness, can't you just push on through You've had everything easy, what could we owe to you? Better run!
So I run. Run! Under the wire, before the deadline Never technically get fired, dream of a country with a bread line Without "must be neurotypical" in white on every job description 'til then, cut back on giving, food, and patreon subscriptions Oh and run!