Waiting, contemplating my death I'm behaving so that you'll spare me, I guess I've been, been listening To the wind, it's gone again, oh Going through the motions emotionless I've been so cold and low, the doses They don't hit, no, might need a fix, oh How can I fix what's deep in my soul? I guess I Run, run, run, run Far from the barrel of the Gun, I know I'm Never too scared To let go, but the devil, he knows I'm the thorn on the rose So point your gun I'ma run, run, run I need a dopamine hit, it's been so dead now Low on serotonin, keepin' my head down, no Feelin' filled to the brim, I feel my world's kinda grim Broken down with chains on my wrists Going through the motions emotionless I've been so cold and low, the doses They don't hit, no, might need a fix, oh How can I fix what's deep in my soul? I guess I Run, run, run, run Far from the barrel of the Gun, I know I'm Never too scared To let go, but the devil, he knows I'm the thorn on the rose So point your gun I'ma run, run, run This ain't me, I know Need a little peace at home Oh I let it all go I guess I Run, run, run, run Far from the barrel of the Gun, I know I'm Never too scared To let go, but the devil, he knows I'm the thorn on the rose So point your gun I'ma run, run, run Run, run, run, run Far from the barrel of the Gun, I know I'm Never too scared To let go, but the devil, he knows I'm the thorn on the rose So point your gun I'ma run, run, run