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Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room he won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette
Hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid
Yeah he found a six shooter gun
In his dad's closet in a box of fun things
And I don't even know what
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
Aumente o som,
Pra ficar bom a nossa festa não tem hora pra acabar
O teu sorriso, abre as portas do paraÃu00adso
Vem comigo pra gente dançar
A melhor hora, sempre é agora
E o melhor lugar é sempre onde você está
E a luz nunca se apaga, juÃu00adzo sempre acaba
E a nossa música vai começar
Paz e amor
É o que eu quero pra nós
E que nada nesse mundo cale a nossa voz
Céu e mar e alguém para amar
E o arrepio toda vez que a gente se encontrar
Nunca vai passar,
Mesmo quando o sol chegar
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run faster than my bullet