Stuck in these backlot towns

Playing who you want

Stuck in your routine days

Praising a false god

I guess you think you're doing something

I'm good, I'm gone

I can run circles around their heads

Imagine what else they said

Clenching their fists

When they've got laps to finish

When they've got laps to finish

When they've got laps to finish

Is it the way I look

Wearing what I please

Is it selling me out

Is it the way that I speak

I guess you think I'm proving something

I'm good, I'm gone

I can run circles around their heads

Imagine what else they said

Clenching their fists

They've got laps to finish

I guess you know me better than my friends

Imagine we're near the end

Biting their lips

When they've got laps to finish

When they've got laps to finish

When they've got laps to finish