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    I don’t think that I belong here
    I had a different life in mind
    If I was not so shot full of poison
    I’d leave it all behind
    And move out of the city
    If I could figure out where
    Though everything that terrifies me
    Would just be waiting for me there

    I’m getting to escaping from
    The rush of air that burns the lungs
    But something there keeps telling me
    Run

    I went from having lots of bad friends
    To feeling totally alone
    I’m gonna have to call that progress
    Though I wish I’d made it long ago
    While trying to find the reason
    In the message I receive
    When I cry like nightclubs in the morning
    For what’s still so far out of reach

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