Bone Razor - Back Pocket Lyrics

You're wondering why I'm running
I don't want to be saved
From smoking or from drinking
Or from my early grave
I'm running away because I'm tired of you
I'm running and attempting just to unwind the screw
I'm running
Your constant moral high-ground
It has got to be said
Is messing with the demon
In the back of my head
I'm running away 'cause I don't want to define
The nature of my spirit or the depth of my vice
You're trying far too hard
To come across all concerned
You're judgement clouds the picture
Of what you have unearthed
I'm running away to miss the worn out cliché
"You'll never understand that sometimes pain is okay..."
I'm running