STEPH GRACE
RUN
Run, as fast as you can
Breathe in as long you're standing for something
And keep, keep on holding it tight
As long as your reasons are right they won't harm you
But they will tell you that your colours are old
And those types of shoes are worn at the soul
And the cut of your hair won't match the season no more
And you'd be standing on high with your head in a noose
If your shirt is too long or your jeans are too loose
And it's all because no-one will tell you the truth
But it's too hard to hide
The best stuff's on the inside
Nothing feels as good as when you're you
As when you're you
Nothing feels as good as when you're you
As when you're you
So sing, sing as loud as you're worth
Scream out your lungs til they hurt but don't drown you and
Stay, stay as still as you will
Breathe in as deep as you feel that you have to
To tell them right back that your colours still sting
And your shoes have more soul than in their little fingers
And the cut of your hair won't match the season no more
But you'd rather be dead than starve yourself wasted
Than fit in the jeans that have no circulation
And all because somebody insinuated
That the way that you dress will cause social misplacement
Nothing feels as good as when you're you
As when you're you, As when you're you
Nothing feels as good as when you're you
As when you're you, As when you're you
When your body is flat enough
But your wallet aint fat enough
Think outside the box
But still swim in the flags
Well I just can't keep up
Ive had enough
Nothing feels as good as when you're you
As when you're you, As when you're you
Nothing feels as good as when you're you
As when you're you, As when you're you