Forrest Gump - Digitalism

Direction swapped, compass is his

Sometimes it’s much, yes, sometimes it is

She may be off, but you be on her list

No time to touch, no time to kiss

A total waste of capacity

Could be a taste of what it means to me

No one gives back, holding empty hands

She’s got the script, for your romance

Some ways just don’t end up here

Dead-end, shake up, and go clear

And so you run

And then you run

And then you run

It’s not for good, but I think it should

You run

Just start to count, you go underground

A line in just, comply in just

Control, you got, control at last

Believe it out on it’s time to talk

Sometimes you roll, this time you stop

And then she set you up

Yes, she set you up, oh, oh, oh, oh

Don’t you let us down, we want you not

Don’t you let us down

No time to wait, we’re almost done

This ain’t «get lays,» no time to lose, but time to run

And so you run

And then you run

And then you run

It’s not for good, but I think it should

You run

Just start to count, you go underground

And then you run