Small town kid by WillDeAtley - Zona

Small town kid by WillDeAtley - Zona

Lyrics

Clock tower ticking in a town half-dead

Same three streets, same voices in my head

Mom says “baby, don’t lose who you are”

Dad says “dreams don’t get you very far”

School halls reeked of cheap perfume

Broken hearts in a broken homeroom

Everyone swore they’d never break down

Now they’re still hanging in this ghost town

I didn’t fit, I didn’t bend

I said goodbye, they called it the end

But I don’t owe them anything

Watch me tear off every chain—

I was bored and born to run

Middle-finger to everyone

Who said I’d never be someone

—well look who lost, and look who won

Yeah, I broke out, didn’t break down

Left that small town, small minds, small sound

Bored and born to run

And I ain’t ever, EVER coming back

HEY! HEY! (run!)

HEY! HEY! (run!)

Bored and born to ruuuun

Big city nights felt cold and loud

I learned to swim before I drowned

Got scars from the climb, tears from the fall

But I’d rather bleed than not live at all

Turned doubt into gasoline sparks

Painted my future over their remarks

Every “you can’t” made me go harder

Dreams hit sweeter when you starve for ‘em

I didn’t fit, I didn’t fold

They stayed safe, I got bold

Would’ve died if I stayed there still

Now I live like I always will—

I was bored and born to run

Middle-finger to everyone

Who swore I’d die a no-one

—well look who lost, and look who won

Yeah, I broke out, didn’t break down

Left that small town, small minds, small sound

Bored and born to run

And I ain’t ever, EVER coming back around

HEY! HEY! (run!)

HEY! HEY! (run!)

Bored and born to ruuuun

To the kids on the edge of the map

With a heart too big to trap

You’re not crazy — you’re not wrong

You don’t fit there ‘cause you belong gone

Pack your dreams in a beaten car

Drive till your fear’s too small to see far

One day they’ll say they always knew

You’d burn the world but it didn’t burn you

I was bored and born to run

Middle-finger to everyone

I turned all their doubt into gasoline

Lit up the sky like a war machine

Yeah I broke out, didn’t break down

I wear my future like a king’s crown

Bored and born to run

And I ain’t EVER

COMING BACK AROUND

RUN!