Zedi Forder - On the Run Lyrics

I'm co-opted, I won't be cornered but I
I hear the pitter patter, of your sons and daughters
Superstition oh the, maddest game we're playing
Codes and ethics buried, oh the shame

Don't address that feeling in my head
You're meant to Come and get it, don't worry 'bout the rest and
As to why, don't give in to the lie
A job without reason, a tune without a rhyme

The city of the world, the blinding sun
Aware of them but I'm the only one
The city of the world, the blinding sun
The risk is yours and I have just begun

World is giving and it's, not enough but I'm
Tired of feeding from the, communal trough oh
Sick of waiting baby, full of sin I need no
Regulation honey, you take it out of me

Damn Bet, it's all a bet