Zavala - Run lyrics

Architect like Gaudi would mind You need to write down what you saw Just as soon as the dreams out of time Don't wanna forget what you saw do you? (Nope) Every single note that you jot down could lead forth and continue through What made you relapse in the same setting Segway into every place you've been While asleep from childhood to bedding What you are able to willing to see with open mind We are the soundtrack of HEAVEN SPACE AND MANKIND [hook] Able to flatline without taking a life An ordinary orbit, orbison and pet shop like A touch of afterlife so I ever survive You don't believe in anything except how to provide After the limey light, can't seem to get it tight Maybe we're built for only loneliness and cold fright.. This is the only mindstate we've ever been to.. Except that you don't know what you about to get into (AWAKE) Is what you oughta be you gotta be wanderin round when walking with me Eventually you gotta (RUN RUN) Soak the streets as we wander upon these instrumentals Tamper with physical proof that there's unusual Things that we can't explain, GOOD, as well as, BAD, Medium Palm reader like lines that tell you how long you have Along with astrologists, terrors on the shore all the way to miracles happen in all 34 Follow a star it takes you north but don't forget to bring a gift Me and Zavala be the score and soundtrack that laces all of this [hook] Cadillac, Audi, Porsche, Corvett and a Peacoat For when you take a bulletrain all the way to a stage coach R.E.M. Midnight Oil, Red Denim Trousers With a Velvet Fedora and some Binoculars for close browsers You mean browsing? Yes chap that's what I meant Rat-a-tat like sin to the ment Conditions when poppin a wheelie on my paper route we hittin ya door The news wrapped up in black in white, what more could you ask for? We like that RCA dog upon your phono Craftmanship is thought too in mono and put to blow you Out of the way, a speaker exterior when it's stereo Scenario, itwasario, No Heart, Burial Fuel Indian Fossils form matter to flow rancid Cohen to Luger built for the pa**ive to spin you backwards We're lettin the never lease out my mechanical pencil Now I use a G1 as my main writing Utensil. OKAY [hook]