I put a finger in my throat As I'm watching your horror show Oh, no You say: We don't have to worry As there's bodies on the floor Nowhere to go
Why you have to be this kind of guy That tells everything's gonna be allright When you don't even know what you have to do
All you really want is raise your gun And tell everyone that it's enough But I don't wanna be ignored I need to feel that
I know you know Running away is the answer I know you know It is time to get out of the show
Gonna see you talk again Now you say that you've washed your hands They're dead
Feeling sickness in my veins As I'm listening what you say So sad
One day we all have to die Regret the dead but I don't mind I'm not a gravedigger, let the life goes on I'm tired to hear this kind of words As my aunt is getting worse I don't need to be ignored I wanna feel that
I know you know Running away is the answer I know you know It is time to get out of the show
What you have to be this shit of guy The only thing we now that we're not allright Everything you do is so misused Now I have to see you raise your gun Put it on my face and there's nowhere to run God I know I'll be ignored We won't feel that
I know you know Running away is the answer I know you know It is time to get out of the show