Lyrics

The problem with cheap whisky and also poets Is they both run out on you before you know it Got your PhD in easy wishful drinking Got a master's degree in selective thinking But it still made sense to move to San Francisco Until Rent Control fell screaming out the window But there's still that coffee shop in your hometown And your old boring friends ain't dead Hey Gifted Kid If this is a test You probably failed Hey Gifted Kid If this is a test You probably failed Now all your best intentions are now charging at you with a knife All your awkward moments want to hunt you down and take your life Run kid Run kid Run kid Run kid All your best intentions are now charging at you with a knife All your awkward moments want to hunt you down and take your life Run kid Run kid Run kid Run kid Uh huh There's this rumor that Idaho has gotten cooler And the heathens in Boise need a brand-new ruler You may have been exiled from your shining city But your scars have depth and they're bomb-drop pretty Half of San Francisco got there right before you And the rents gone up, your scars can't pay it for you But there's still that coffee shop in your hometown And your old boring friends ain't dead Hey Gifted Kid If this is a test You probably failed Hey Gifted Kid If this is a test You probably failed Now all your best intentions are now charging at you with a knife All your awkward moments want to hunt you down and take your life Try to smoke some weed but only student loans are getting high Can't you read the sign that tells you not to feed the wildlife Run kid Run kid Run kid Run kid Run kid! Run kid! Run kid! Run kid!
Writer(s): Zach Bird Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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