Not a Runner

By Momma

On Two of Me

Released on June 5, 2020

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I forgot that I’m just not

A skin-soft sucker

Loves you if you fuck her

‘Cause I can't assume projections of doom

I’d put you in a gutter

But I’m just not a runner

He laughs like it’s cool

I’m belly full of gadgets and things

Got tricks up my sleeve

I’m bare-knuckle blue and thinking of you

I’ll be a balloon

While you sit in your room

But you forgot that I’m just not

A big break cutter

Sharp like the others

But I’m no fool

I’m haunted by you

Did i fucking stutter?

I told you I’m not a runner

Get the bait and mutilate

We buried each other

In like six different colors

I paid the cost of his slow thoughts

I don’t hide away hunger

I get that shit covered

And I hate to stay I can’t escape

A straight up sick sender

He pulls and he bends her

But I’m not fazed

And either way

I like acrobatics

For you I’m an addict

You forgot that I’m just not

A big break cutter

Sharp like the others

But I’m no fool

I’m haunted by you

Did I fucking stutter?

I told you I’m not a runner

Did I fucking stutter?

I told you I’m not a runner

Did I fucking stutter?

I told you I’m not a runner

Did I fucking stutter?

I told you I’m not a runner

Did I fucking stutter?

I told you I’m not a runner

Did I fucking stutter?

I told you I’m not a runner

I told you I’m not a runner

I told you I’m not a runner