Runaways Song Lyrics

Sage Francis


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Marti Frederiksen, Pat Mc Gee
album: Track 18 in album Personal Journals
release date: 2002-4-22
popularity : 46 users have visited this page.
genres: Hip Hop
styles: Conscious
length: 6:08
producer: Joe Beats

Album Information

label: Anticon
country(area): United States
format: CD
barcode: 0655035502120
script: Latin

Cover Art

Sage Francis Personal Journals cover art


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(Sage Francis)
It's time to rethink every fact that is imaginable
Survival instinct dwells in a past that is inhabitable
I happen to pull fast ones over the slow parole board
Who likes to speak to de-fanged wolves who cry sheep
Time seeps into our skin, age indicates how long we've been lost in space
I keep putting expression looks upon my face
An awful waste of human skin who waits for Autumn to begin
While far from grace, will do me in to late
(I'm out of seasoning)
No spring chickens, summer romance novel writer could win a prize
It's Nobel, go to hell in a riding vehicle that he winterized
I change my mind more often then my undergarments
Abide abortion and other nonsense
I'm an orphan who comes from Providence


Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Crack Pipes
  • 2 Different
  • 3 Personal Journalist
  • 4 Inherited Scars
  • 5 Climb Trees
  • 6 Broken Wings
  • 7 The Strange Famous Mullet Remover
  • 8 Smoke and Mirrors
  • 9 Message Sent
  • 10 Eviction Notice
  • 11 Pitchers of Silence
  • 12 Specialist
  • 13 Hopeless
  • 14 Kill Ya' Momz
  • 15 Black Sweatshirt
  • 16 Cup of Tea
  • 17 My Name Is Strange
  • 18 Runaways