I know a story about a boy
About a boy I used to know
It's kind of funny, you'd never guess
As he smokes a cigarette
I used to lie
I could've shown this kid the road
Follow the lines
Instead of doing this alone
And he was singing
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Faster than my bullet
I saw his face from behind the door
A look so pure, I could've sworn
It's not so funny, it's just a mess
Another cowboy in distress
I used to lie
I could've shown this kid the road
Follow the lines
Instead of doing this alone
And he was singing
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
Faster than my bullet
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