"Run" lyrics

"Run"

I used to ride on a higher plane with the cosmonauts in space
I tasted love and I tasted pain, everything tastes the same
I'm no superhero, no superman
Never want to die alone
I pack my bags and I count my cash
Gotta get out while we're young

I run, everybody run
You know you gotta run
Everybody run
Oh, everybody run
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah
Everybody run

I used to die like twice a day, the feeling is contagious
The lights are bright I can feel the strain
Must be heaven to Las Vegas
And run
Everybody run
You know you gotta run
Everybody run

Everybody run, everybody run
You know you gotta run
Everybody run
Oh, everybody run
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah
Everybody run

I used to be the one who always tried to make amends
I used to be the one you called a friend
I used to be the one who always tried to make amends
I used to be the one you called a friend

Oh my God you better run
Everybody run
You know you gotta run
Everybody run
Oh, everybody run
Nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah
Everybody run


Writer(s): Iain Denis Archer, Mark Pete McClelland, Jonathan Graham Quinn, Nathan Connolly, Gary Lightbody
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