Carl Dimataga - Run lyrics

[Verse 1: Seth Sentry] I used to think that the whole town was against us Punching through hedges and jumping over fences A couple cops on our tails, sweating and getting breathless Yelling 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 Looking like a human piñata stumbled out of the IGA Grew up by the beach, face-planting on skate ramps And laughing at tourists using spray-cans of fake tan as if they hate sand Just a bunch of vague little vagrants in a cultural wasteland With a bo*er tucked in my waist-band (It's not mine!) [Refrain 1: Seth Sentry] And those cops are still chasing us Eight of us laughing while they fell further behind Kinda dangerous when you got a schoolbag of paraphernalia And a good-behaviour bond, so motherf**er, the chase is on [Hook: Rudy Sandapa + Seth Sentry] 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 (Go, go, go, go) But you don't know, don't know And I just wanna run (Run, run, run) But you don't know, don't know I just wanna run [Verse 2: Seth Sentry] So last night I found a job site That had enough ply to make a half-pipe So while the tradesmen were starting bar fights And smashing gla** pints We were climbing barbed-wire fences under floodlights Hey man, I wonder if that dog bites? I bet your brand new pants that it just might Yo, f** the ramp, let's steal another slab of Hahn Ice So I'll go around 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 pouring bong water through a tea strainer Seemed a waste to roll the week's wages into three papers And we seem baked even without the weed vapours Like the breeze changes we were blazing And just freeze-framed us street skaters Cliché dreams of maybe being famous Knees grazed 'cause all these streets are paved with f**ing cheese-graters [Refrain 2: Seth Sentry] 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 giving false names When the cops came and drew bats like Bob Kane [Hook: Rudy Sandapa + Seth Sentry] 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 (Go, go, go, go) But you don't know, don't know And I just wanna run (Run, run, run) But you don't know No you don't, don't, don't [Bridge: Seth Sentry] I'm still there in the back of my head Little kid telling you to shut up, shut up 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 I'm still there in the back of my head Hear the (woop! woop!) gotta run on (Run on) [Verse 3: Seth Sentry] I used to think that the whole town was against us On second thoughts, maybe we were just against the town (Oh wow) An environment that was pretty good for a childhood And retirement providing that silence you get the f** out There's a bunch of Frankensteins up on the Frankston line (It's Frankenstein's 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 doing the "Thriller" 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 (Nice reference!) Man, it all feels like it was yesterday I miss doing dumb sh** and tryna get away So when you see me running from the cops and getting tased I ain't crying, I'm smiling through a face full of pepper spray [Outro: Rudy Sandapa + Seth Sentry] [I'm sorry but it's not my fault 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 (I just wanna run) I'm still there in the back of my head Hear the (woop! woop!) gotta run on And I just wanna run