Lyrics:

All these sensible shoes on my feet
I wear my shades so our eyes don't meet
I'm scared every fuckin' day
I wear my headphones so I can't hear what you say

Can I run?
Can I run?

I switch to paranoid from having fun
Will he use his hands, knife, or a gun
Knuckles are white, wrapped around my mace
Comes from living in a terrorist state

Can I run when he's following me?
He's not my brother, he's my enemy
Is he behind the door or in back of the tree?
Is he under the bed, is he in the back seat?

Can I run?
Can I run?
Can I run?
Can I run?


All these sensible shoes on my feet
I wear my shades so our eyes don't meet
I'm scared every fuckin' day
I wear my headphones so I can't hear what you say

Can I run when he's following me?
He's not my brother, he's my enemy
Is he behind the door or in back of the tree?
Is he under the bed, is he in the back seat?

Can I run?
Can I run?
Can I run?
Can I run?