Forrest Gump, I’m in it for the long run
Feels like time suspended while the song runs
Earth’s freezing, so quiet I can hear a bird sneezing
Freezing out here, but I’m tryin’a make it a different season out here
What’s your reason out here?
I wrote a few new campfire chants,
Guaranteed to make a few vampires dance
Damn right anti-stab
Meet at the camp side as I burn my advance
On the curb by the branch till it burns right to ash
Booked to the future but learned by my past
Tell the world I am mad and we’re not on speaking terms
Maybe in a week I learn, lately I’ve been needing a burg
Going crazy I’ma need some church
