Don't make promises you can't keep

I've been hearing 'em in my sleep

Think of positive things to feel

If the dissed editors are too real

Times I'm thinking about watching me run

Times I'm thinking about I'm okay

Times I'm thinking about I'm going to turn gray

Times I'm thinking about turning your back

And run, wheels in motion, watch them burn

Please go away now, but do return

Dreamt of Jesus, say looks can kill

When the fire spreads, show them a room

Don't wanna divvy up what we found

On territorial holy ground

Times I'm thinking about before we go

Times I'm thinking about long and slow

So run, break the filth up all around

Slowly build up and break it down

Smile me over, and knock on wood

They feel big now, and we feel good

The wheels in motion, watch them burn

Please go away now, but do return