Answer:
In buckles or lace I help set the pace. The farther you go the thinner I grow.
As a state in the USA, I am round on both sides and high in the middle. What am I?
You can catch me but cannot throw me.
Walk on the living, they don’t even mumble. Walk on the dead, they mutter and grumble. What are they?
I encourage people to run home and steal
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?