Run, Run, Run - FJØRA

Caught in a crossfire

Crash goes the empire

As the walls fall down

Malfunction, hardwired

Destruction desired

And the sirens sound

Can they hear it?

Taste the fear, and

Metal in your mouth

You got powder on your tongue

You got

That trigger finger

Signal in your eyes

Ammunition in your smiles

And you’re

Locked and loaded

They better run

They better run, run

You gonna do it

They better run, run, run, run

They better run

They better run, run

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-dum

Ba-da-ba-da-ba-dum

Like bullets from a gun

They better run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run

They better run

Run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run

They better run

Run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run

They better run

Run, run, run, run

Run, run, run, run

They better run

Caught in a crossfire

Like bullets from a gun

They better run, run, run, run