Run, run and hide from all the noise From all the nasty boys Who keep you running Run and hide from all the beasties that go bump in the night And that's how you lost your way It's how you lost your way You call me on the phone

I never thought that it would hit this hard (Ooh, yeah, yeah) I just keep running and running and running around The feeling is different instead when you wake on the ground I don't know who I was in and I don't know anymore In the city, we sinning, we