I'm running low On your love You can see it in my eyes So swollen in time From crying I'm not dealing with myself I'm feeling inside out And I'm frightened I'm over-thinking everything

Oh again, and again Yeah I trip, when I look in your eyes Oh I'm hyp, hypnotised Whoa oh-oh oh Been rusting in rubble Running to a faint Need a brand new coat of paint I found myself in trouble Thinking 'bout what ain't

Kids are running around naked, fuckin? in the bushes. Ah, ah, ah ah I love it! Room for everybody here Yes, all are welcome! Yes indeed, I love them! Fun! Nice! Life! Youths! Beautiful! I'm all for it We put this festival on you bastards, with a lotta

Police on my back Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday What have I done? I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Yes, I'm running Down the railway track Could you help me? They will catch me

Standing by the window Eyes upon the moon Hoping that the memory Will leave her spirit soon She shuts the doors and lights and lays her body on the bed Where images and words are running deep She has too much pride to pull the sheets above her head So

Show me the way Why do my dreams keep slipping away? Spent a whole lifetime running away And every time I close my eyes, I've lost another day Put me on an aeroplane A million miles away She's opened up a book of hate And tore a brand new page Tonight

Police on my back Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday What have I done? I been running Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Runnin' Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday Yes, I'm running Down the railway track Could you help me? They will catch me

I'll make my own mistakes Even though I never learn I'm running from myself If only you could see behind my eyes Gather round my friends I need a match and only one match I think it's time I make my own way I'm turning my back on this city and I'm not

I hit the ground and I'm still running but I need a place to stay tonight, I swear I'll be gone in the morning I just need somewhere warm to close my eyes Can you hear the desperate cries that are calling out your name? Twisting your arms, holding out

Running for the crown I’m running for the crown I'm running for the Baby on fire I see it when I close my eyes Think it's time So hit me on, hit me on my bones When I'm sitting on, I'm sitting on my throne