Putting on my lucky boots 'Cause I'm looking for a chance To walk out of this town The fever in the air is stale but modest Reminds me of the days when Nothingness reigned Your smell of hunger Inspires me To leave this life behind These days are numbered So won't you please Run away with me? There's no running from my troubles But living here where there is no river Drowns my horizons You're the only man I see straight Everything outside of us Has turned into lessons Your smell of hunger Inspires me To leave this life behind These days are numbered So won't you please Run away with me? Run into the darkness Before we turn to stone Yearning for desire Before we turn to— Oh, oh, oh, oh Putting on my lucky boots 'Cause I'm looking for a chance To walk out of this town Your smell of hunger Inspires me To leave this life behind These days are numbered So won't you please Run away with me? Your smell of hunger Inspires me To leave this life behind These days are numbered So won't you please Run away with me?