Pumped Up Kicks (feat. Justin Chase)

Robert's got a quick hand

He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan

He's got a rolled cigarette

Hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid

Yeah he found a six shooter gun

In his dad's closet hidden in a box of fun things

And I don't even know what

But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Daddy works a long day

He be coming home late, yeah he's coming home late

And he's bringing me a surprise

'cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice

I've waited for a long time

Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger

I reason with my cigarette

And say your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Sometimes you think you know what I'm thinking

But let me tell you what, tell you what

I am over flexion of your lack of self reflexion

So open your eyes, see what's inside

Cause I am more than a cowboy kid

And I'm more than your pumped up kicks

But we've all been hiding

So come out, come out, wherever you are

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun

All the other kids with the pumped up kicks

You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet

Faster than my bullet

Faster than my bullet

Faster than my bullet

Faster than my bullet