And I'm keepin the ******* shoes
With worn soles and
Gold sparkly laces I stole
From different ******* shoes
I'm keepin these ones though
Laced up tight,
You know,
Just in case
I get into some sort of chase
Catch me if you can. Let's race.
I bet you can't keep up with my pace
Even though we moved much too fast
For this to ever last
3...2...1...
There goes the gun!
And I'm keeping the ******* shoes,
Laced tight as I run
I'm not the one.