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Walk
'Til I can't feel my feet, I'm stuck
Inhale, exhale, I'm in the breeze, yeah

Catch me if you can I got the moon in my greedy little hands
I make the sun come out
Party in my head, the disco ball will pop

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Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up
Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt
Sittin' in my room the karma's catching up
Spinnin' in the womb my momma's bastards son

More I can't decide
I'm stuck in the light
More I can't decide
Frozen in the sun
In the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun, in the sun

Nobody looking at me
Body headless, what's it called when you see through a smile
I'm so sick of making fake witcha
My bad religion makes it way sicker
Jesus piece believe in me
I don't need anything from anyone around me
I'm for the cause of dancing on cop cars
Jumping off the roof and landing on pop stars
I'm all scars, bruises and all parts
Made it out the grave now look at this boy walk

Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up
Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt
Sittin' in my room the karma's catching up
Spinnin' in the womb my momma's bastards son

Runnin' for my life, I make the stars come up
Smashin' in the sides, I make the clouds erupt
Sittin' in my room the karma's catching up
Spinnin' in the womb my momma's bastards son

More I can't decide
Frozen in the sun
In the sun, in the sun

Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Michael Gordon, David Sanders, Matthew Benthall, Jesse Shuster, Wyatt Bernard, Austin Corona

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