Texty: Of The Pillar. In Medias Res. Champagne.

Lacing your sneakers on the soles that you have worn so thin
Timber wolves hunt on a night like this
Your headache prone
Your muscles groan
You better be ready for the heat
From the coal beneath your feet
Run.

Oh run.

Yes I know now,
I know now
They are trailing close behind
They are trailing close behind

So run.

They?re gonna get you
They?re gonna figure you out
They?re gonna get you
Ditch the ghost town now.

Run run run run
Rubber to the pavement
Senses break
From the screech of the sirens
Trivial pursuit
Yea champagne

Lacing your sneakers on the soles that you have worn so thin
Timber wolves hunt on a night like this
Your headache prone
Your muscles groan
You better be ready for the heat
From the coal beneath your feet
Run.

Oh run.

Yes I know now,
I know now
They are trailing close behind
They are trailing close behind

So run.

They?re gonna get you
They?re gonna figure you out
They?re gonna get you
Ditch the ghost town now.

Run run run run
Rubber to the pavement
Senses break
From the screech of the sirens
Trivial pursuit
Yeah you're shaking in your boots.

You've got your champagne screams
You've got your champagne screams
You've got your champagne

(Thanks to Matt for these lyrics)