Run Lyrics - Bugzy Malone

Tough these days 

You were knocking on the door 

They're looking at you through the peeper 

You say you don't love them, they say they don't love you either 

You say you don't care, you're lying through your teeth-a 

You're cut deep down and the wound is getting deeper 

You're getting kinda hungry looking like a Wiz Khalifa 

The roads are getting cold and now you're gonna catch a fever 

Penny for your thoughts, that's because the door's staying closed 

And your memories are getting no cheaper 

Family first, but you're not a believer 

It's been a nightmare for this daydreamer 

They've done you dirty and it's getting no cleaner 

Cos even though you're hurt they're calling it a misdemeanour 

Young boy run (run) 

They're tryna keep you in the slums (slums) 

Young boy run (run) 

You gotta love yourself these days 

You gotta love yourself 

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Young boy run (run) 

They're tryna keep you in the slums (slums) 

Young boy run (run) 

You gotta love yourself these days 

You gotta love yourself 

Panic sets in, you realise that you're standing there alone 

You pick your bags up and your running for the stairway 

Adrenaline running from your head into your toes 

Because you know that people they escape rarely 

What's sin when you're sinning only to survive 

You're getting by but you're just getting by barely 

You storm in telling them that they don't know the struggle 

They don't understand that struggle can be scary 

Bottom of the stairs you run out the fire exit 

Backstreet boy you don't wanna get arrested 

Running through the city's got this young boy breathless 

And he better be careful 'cos they'll eat him for breakfast 

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Young boy run (run) 

They're tryna keep you in the slums (slums) 

Young boy run (run) 

You gotta love yourself these days 

You gotta love yourself 

Young boy run (run) 

They're tryna keep you in the slums (slums) 

Young boy run (run) 

You gotta love yourself these days 

You gotta love yourself 

You catch your reflection in the window of a building 

He can hear the giggling of children 

They walk past but they never help him 

What he's seen in the window he could have killed him 

Young boy run 

That young boy should have ran 

Should have ran as fast as he can 

He's looking at himself, he's no longer a young boy 

He's looking back at a grown man 

Young boy run (run) 

They're tryna keep you in the slums (slums) 

Young boy run (run) 

You gotta love yourself these days 

You gotta love yourself 

Young boy run (run) 

They're tryna keep you in the slums (slums) 

Young boy run (run) 

You gotta love yourself these days 

You gotta love yourself