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I don't wanna live here, but you try You, you can try, try And I run, I run, I run, it stops being fun And I don't wanna drive fast with bottles on my trunk I-I can't really run fast when both my legs were shrunk I look and look around, I feel like I'm the only one But it still looks okay It sounds so good it's fake, just like everything I say "It's too hard, can't do it, won't try to find a way" I do a great job ignoring everything they say But it doesn't feel that good sometimes And I still don't know the reason why I don't think I deserve it (I think you can tell) You're not a good person, but you're not alone I hate when I get called, but I still have my phone And I don't like you at all, that's just how it goes I hope you're not mad, and if you are, then I'm not dealing with it (Run, run, run, and I run, I run, I run, run, run) And I run, I run, I run (Run, run, run, run, run) And I run, I run, I run (Running, running, running, running, running, running, running) (It's not like, anything I say is [?], but there's always one for [?] to do) (Running, running, running, running) (Running, running, running, running) (Running, running, running, running) (Running, running, running, running) From Letras Mania