Текст песни RUN IT OFF - DARCHIBALD

Oh, he's not letting it go!
(For sure) He's not letting 'em know!
Down with the glass
She thinks she might pass
Out with the light
Fuck 'em off-site
Run it off into those flag-shit kudos
Burning off into those
Nine to nines
Celebrating dance
She thinks she won't pass
In light of that night
They'll fuck or they might fight
Hail to me, as your one last receiver
Hail to me, as your first real giver
Hail to the wild, king of the crowd
Hail to the wild, king of the crowd
How many lies?
How many fights?
How many times did you swear to cut ties?
I am your ghost
A fallen angel
Don't you trust the host
He'll try to save ya (from me)
Hail to me, as your one last receiver
Hail to me, as your first real giver
Hail to the wild, king of the crowd
Hail to the wild, king of the crowd
Hail to me, as your one last receiver
Hail to me, as your first real giver
Hail to the wild, king of the crowd
Hail to the wild, king of the crowd