We're gonna run, gonna run, gonna save you We're rolling up our sleeves, got our fingers curled for the bad, for the good, for the evil, they got it out for me, for me
We're tripping hard, gotta hit it on the bullseye we gotta check our traps, gotta sneak out late for the girls, and the boys, for the broken they got it bad for me, for me
We gotta run, gotta run, who will save me we're rolling up our sleeves We're trippin hard gotta hit it on the bullseye they got it out for me
Baby, it's the chain reaction, you'll see. It's a lonely, lonely world, at a crazy, crazy speed and you don't need no more distractions from me it's a lonely lonely world, at a crazy, crazy speed
Ya hit a groove, hit a groove on your back road You walk the boulevard looking for a change in your eyes, in your hands, at your young age They're looking low for you, for you