Have you thought about where you went wrong
When you tried to run from me?
I know I thought about it
And I wondered how it may beIf you hadn't have ran,
We could've enjoyed our game
If you didn't get paranoid
Your ribs wouldn't be a nice picture frameI wish you hadn't have gotten frightened
Intestines don't make good nooses
Because they tore real easily
I ended up feeding them to the moosesThen there's your flesh
It's so thin and can't keep me warm
Not to mention your scalp
Which isn't very absorbent in a heavy stormI have no complaints about your lungs
They make good floaters for fishing
But your fingers don't make good hooks
Not that I'm doing any more dishingThe rest of your bones make good decorations
And your heart made a good dinner
The leftovers I gave to the pigs and coyotes
I don't want to see them getting thinner
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Why Do You Run?
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