Seth Sentry - Run lyrics

I used to think that the whole town was against us Punchin' through hedges and jumping over fences A couple of cops on our tail Sweating and getting breathless Yellin out threats to us "You little f**ers we'll get yas!" Man just for skating some ledges And plus we used to rack a bunch of stuff in '98 Jackets with a hundred pockets full of chocolates Lookin' like a human piñata stumbled out of the IGA Grew up by the beach Face plantin' on skate ramps And laughing at tourists using spray cans Of fake tan as if they hate sand Just a bunch a vague little vagrants In a cultural wasteland with a bo*er tucked in my waistband (It's not mine) And those cops are still chasing us Eight of us laughing while they fell further behind Kinda dangerous when you got a school bag full of paraphernalia And good behaviour bond so motherf**er the chase is on Run I'm sorry but it's not my fault There's something inside me that I can't let go No I just can't let go (but you don't know, don't know) And I just wanna run (but you don't know, don't know) I just wanna run Yo, last night I found a job site that had enough ply to make a half pipe So while the tradesmen were starting barfights And smashing gla** pints we were climbing barbed-wire fences under flood lights (shhhhhh!) Hey man I wonder if that dog bites? I bet your brand new pants that it just might You f** the ramp, let's steal another slab of Hahn Ice So I'll go around the back while you distract the bottle shop guy Warm weather meant sweet waves and beach babes In winter everything changed so we became creative Teenagers pourin' bong water through a tea strainer Seemed a waste to roll a weeks wages into three papers And we seemed baked even without the weed vapours Like the breeze changed We were blazing and just freeze framed us street skaters Clichéd dreams of maybe being famous Knees grazed 'cause all these streets are paved with f**ing cheese graters It's been so long since the police chased us Feel like going out and doing something that seems dangerous I miss doing the wrong thing and givin' false names When the cops came and drew bats like Bob Kane Run I'm sorry but it's not my fault, Theres something inside me that I can't let go No I just can't let go (but you don't know, don't know) And I just wanna run (but you don't know, no you don't, don't, [don't]) I'm still there in the back of my head Little kid telling you to shut up! (Shut up!) Yeah I'm still there in the back of my head Hear the [woop woop] gotta run on (Run on) I'm still there in the back of my head Little kid telling you to shut up! (Shut up!) Yeah I'm still there in the back of my head Hear the [woop woop] gotta run on (Run on) I used to think the whole town was against us On seconds thoughts maybe we were just against the town An environment that was pretty good for a childhood and retirement providing outside it, you get the f** out! There's a bunch of Frankensteins up on the Frankston line (Frankensteins Monster) Dead folks, scratching their neck bolts It's not their fault cause they were just never given chances Zombies in bu*ton up FILA pants doin' the thrilla dance It's been a long time since Frankston was on a postcard Most of the kids I know from the peninsula stayed But if you don't have a trade then everything is just so hard Your last words are Rosebud like Citizen Kane Man, it all feels like it was yesterday I miss doin' dumb sh** and trying to get away So when you see me running from the cops and gettin' tazed I ain't crying, I'm smiling through a face full of pepper spray Run I'm sorry but it's not my fault There's something inside me that I can't let go No I just can't let go I'm still there in the back of my head Little kid telling you to shut up! (Shut up!) Yeah I'm still there in the back of my head Hear the [woop woop] gotta run on And I just wanna run