<roughly to the guitar part of "The Best Ever Death Metal Band in Denton" or a Pat The Bunny song
I can run, I run, until the asthma kicks in
How miles, are the many, how sprints is the wind?
From death, or from danger, and from finances shot,
I will run, for my life, it's all left i have got
So I run!
Can I run, run, pay the rent once again,
When lung pain sets my limit, and neck fat's not my friend
Streak of zero, broke the chain, meet at eight for the relapse,
Food or pot, booze and 4am youtube show recaps
But for now, no regrets, sweat and relish the pain
Just as long as it hurts, that must mean it's a gain
So I'll run
Learn a lesson, before dying, cuz I am fucking dying!
Don't indulge, don't enjoy, swear subconscious is lying
Fuck the hunger, the tiredness, can't you just push on through
You've had everything easy, what could we owe to you?
Better run!
So I run. Run! Under the wire, before the deadline
Never technically get fired, dream of a country with a bread line
Without "must be neurotypical" in white on every job description
'til then, cut back on giving, food, and patreon subscriptions
Oh and run!
