I can understandWhy you're always on the runYou clutch it in your hand* all the bills for these drugsI'll be a sailorIf you're looking for somewhere to runI'll be a sailorComing from the weatherI won't tell anyoneIt calls your nameAll the timeIt grabs youIt grabs youIt grabs you by the tailEvery timeAnd when it goes inYour mind is openYou float a thousand miles down into an oceanAnd then you calm downYou feel yourself drownYou spend eternity walking through this ghost townI'll be a sailorIf you're looking for somewhere to runSomething to runComing from the weatherI won't tell anyoneComing from the weatherI won't tell anyoneWatch as you ascend from the state you're inBloodshot eyes again and then you fall downBloodshot eyes again and then you fall downI'll be a seller if you're looking for somewhere to runComing from the weather, I won't tell anyoneYou'll find another place to run and hideComing from the weather, cause it isn't safe outsideComing from the weather, cause it isn't safe outside