Lyrics

I'm running dangerously low on adrenaline My heart is beating awful slow I'd love to get the blood pumping I'm running dangerously low on Ritalin I got sixty years to go I'll race you to the end Now, I'm pissing in the wind 'Cause I wanna feel alive I'm running naked down the street I'm gonna see what I can find I wanna feel like a kid Gonna leave this all behind I want blisters on my feet I wanna finally lose my mind I'd put the pedal to the floor But my insurance would go up I'd buy the whole damn candy store But my credit score would drop I'd love to meet somebody new But I ain't got no social skills I'm stuck to apathy like glue 'Cause of all these goddamn bills Well, now, I'm pissing in the wind 'Cause I wanna feel alive I'm running naked down the street I'm gonna see what I can find I wanna feel like a kid I'm gonna leave this all behind I want blisters on my feet I wanna finally unwind I wanna finally go outside I'm gonna probably lose my mind I'm running dangerously low on adrenaline My heart is beating awful slow I'd love to get the blood pumping I'm running dangerously low on Ritalin I'm worth at least a dollar though 'Cause I'm in the loony bin Maybe Ted Kaczynski had a point Revolutionary ramblings often disappoint But I think I would be happier out living in the wild Than stuck in this joint Well, now, I'm pissing in the wind 'Cause I wanna feel alive I'm running naked down the street I wanna see what I can find I wanna feel like a kid I'm gonna leave this all behind I want blisters on my feet I wanna finally unwind I wanna finally go outside I'm gonna lose my goddamn mind
Writer(s): Joshua Bond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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