Running Through The Town

[Lyrics to "Running Through The Town" by Mezsiah]

[Chorus]
Aye, I was running through the town, when the tunes came on
I had to bang my head against the wall
I took another hit, now I'm worse off 'cause
A little bit of this makes idiots
We're running out of time, to reinvent my psyche
And I'm the one who picked this road, so

[Verse 1]
Put me down if you feel I'm not real when I test my idioms on you
What's that sound?
Making my head bang on again, make me lose control
Feel like I can lose my soul to anyone who gives me cold shoulders
Like boulders, I'm stronger when pushed over, so
Takе me down with you take me into thе zoo
Behave like animals, irrational
I'm banging 'till I'm breaking through
Cause I'm feeling a groove I wanna dance to

[Chorus]
I was running through the town, when the tunes came on
I had to bang my head against the wall
I took another hit, now I'm worse off 'cause
A little bit of this makes idiots
We're running out of time, to reinvent my psyche
And I'm the one who picked this road, so

[Verse 2]
Aye 86, my revelation, extradite my love
Cause this ain't a quick vocation
I really gotta know are you craving for relations, out of my control
I gotta get away now, now I really gotta go
Realize what's now become of the dark, I really gotta know
Everyone will do you dirty, so, I really gotta go
Fix up, on junk
Real stuck, in the mood
Can't rock me, I'm throwing in with
Jesus, O'Reily, can't you see
I'm on it, and it's gotta be controlled
Ever since man came trapping around the clock
I was wishing for 2 Chainz' DM's, and the luck
Can't switch on me, he's always been the greedy
Big fat bread on my Patek
It's not too good, to wish for the most
I'm tryna' make myself cope
With the enemies, I'm destined to grow
But fuck all the stress, it's better being broke in this shit-hole

[Chorus]
I was running through the town, when the tunes came on
I had to bang my head against the wall
I took another hit, now I'm worse off cause
A little bit of this makes idiots
We're running out of time, to reinvent my psyche
And I'm the one who picked this road, so

[Chorus]
I was running through the town, when the tunes came on
I had to bang my head against the wall
I took another hit, now I'm worse off cause
A little bit of this makes idiots
We're running out of time, to reinvent my psyche
And I'm the one who picked this road, so

[Outro]
Go fix up, on junk
Real stuck, in the mood
Can't rock me, I'm throwing it with
Jesus, Mezsiah, Mezsiah, Mezsiah