Baseball Bats and Boogeymen Four Year Strong

Is this the end of it?
Where smiles and tortured faces collide
With the smell of your hair
In the air subsides into fragrances of
Occupied spaces
And passion took our insides

On highland, I hear the steps of underdogs
So let me ask are you tired of hearing me
Rant and rave of another day
Where I could have been the hero
But instead I ran away
Well don't forget what you are running from

Take to the streets and ride
Around our city that never sleeps unless we do
To be in this big town
With these small ideas
Wanna go wreck someones day?
We'll keep calling
Cuz they're lying
And won't stop until we figure out
Where our meeting must take place

Did that I was right?
(cuz) it happens every time
Don't forget what you are running from