Boots — Dead Come Running lyrics

Lyrics

Come on, come on Don’t you wanna lose it all
Chatter time, shoes
Dead come running on the evening news
My noose don’t fit
Dead come running on a ghost in a top hat
Slugs and shell
Dead come running on a kid with a pail
Dead come running and I gotta break the scale first
Dead come running like a wolf with a meat purse
Think I’m strong enough
I’m not long enough
Send for ammo
Too many files everything looks the same
They make cloud to sum up the same thing
My friends say I grow and I flow
My mind can’t get enough in my fro
You’re too hot to hold
Facing the light, two types of rose
I’m bout to lose control
If you ever want to make up
I’m not sure enough
Never lived long enough
Oh Send for ammo
Come one
I’m bout to send for ammo
Come on Don’t you wanna lose it all
Dead come running on the evening news
My noose don’t fit
Dead come running on a kid with a pail
Dead come running and I gotta break the scale first
Dead come running like a wolf with a meat purse
Send for ammo
I’m bout to, I’m bout to send for ammo
Send for ammo
Come on Don’t you wanna lose it all
Come on Don’t you wanna lose it all
Come on Don’t you wanna lose it all