Escapism

I'm on the run

Running for fun

I'm on the run running for fun off with the shot of a gun feeling the heat of the sun

I got to run I got to run running away to feel like I am lost

I'm not afraid there's no escaping the way that it feels

Running as fast as the winds can escape I'm blown away flying away

Fly high up in the sky like a plane I'm on a mission impossible case

Living a dream while still being awake a getaway feels like a mistake

I'm out of place sculptures in clay from outer space sent in a text in all uppercases emergency a bird of prey

There's no escaping the way that it feels