This worlds too big for me
Keeps growing everyday
There's just no room for me
I think I'll runaway
What's with all this fucking competition
We place ourselves in categories and divisions
It seems to me we all have to play the game
It's always the fucking same
I think I'll runaway-Somewhere faraway
I think I'll runaway-Can't take another day
Operations are taking over
We can't let that happen-
But you just stand there like a stupid shit
Tell me how we're supposed to stand together?
Understand we're self-destructing bit-by-bit
I think I'll runaway-Somewhere faraway
I think I'll runaway-Can't take another day
There's nothing negative about it
We all feel the same sometimes
Unity- I really doubt it
I'm gonna runaway from it all this time...