Keep on running just go Don't look back for no one Keep on running just go Don't look back for no one Fuck me that was a close call Yeah, R.I.P to my pink chariot delivering me to the coastal Well, not anymore but Lets see how far these pale feet take me No car, I'm pretty fucked as it may seem Well maybe I could just live in the forest Sipping from a stream pissing anywhere I wanted Foraging anything that's edible to my knowledge Fuck that, I'd probably be dead within a week man But it's funny to pipe dream of Pete Pan Living in a palace of pine trees With bears and critters Would I matter if I leave my cares for a minute Put them all to one side There till the finish line then By the time I hit them with the winning stride I'll be gone with the wind along with the winner's prize that's Freedom from dark energy That shit's been following me too long I like life with a little bit more spice Than a Jalapeño, so what? I hate chicken unseasoned like Do you know what I mean though? Yeah, fuck getting that straight out the packet And slapping it right on a heated pan Xin talking nonsense he's a little dizzy from the dehydration Head getting heavy he could do with a rest until the next day comes A couple dock leaves for a duvet and a pine bush for a pillow The wind sings her lullaby as Xin drifts off at the feet of a willow