Running Away

From inconsolable and morose son I became insular and therefore sovereign It's my fault but yours too Face the consequences of the failure Of our activism against the elites And the aftermath Of your fucking cowardice So run away 'cause we're not safe, come on be awake I won't take the blame, it ain't my mistakes But I must not forget fleeing means only death So run away 'cause we're not safe, come on be awake Got to learn to tame my fuckin' brain Not guilty, feel so misunderstood If only they could figure out What keeps me in this mood that fears me But get satisfaction thanks to it In the nuclear storm rage Latent content slept for years in my unconscious Chain reaction issues catalyzed by the ambient fission By the greed, the speculations Selfishness, disinformation Swallow, swallow your stupid egos So run away 'cause we're not safe, come on be awake I won't take the blame, it ain't my mistakes But I must not forget fleeing means only death So run away 'cause we're not safe, come on be awake Got to learn to tame my fuckin' brain Not guilty, feel so misunderstood If only they could figure out What keeps me in this mood that fears me But get satisfaction thanks to it Nuclear storm rages As armored doors resound With hundreds of furious fists genetically lost Oh please help us, how could we handle it They come to live but we're already too tight here Dreaming of running away Running away Sorting was horrible and drastic But since they're born of idiocracy Who cares? Dreaming of a land without anyone around No one except me, me and my own love Dreaming of a land without anyone around No one except me, me and my own love Dreaming of a land without anyone around But it's just a dream And I'm condemned to stay awake I suggest to let All opportunists I suggest to let all opportunists And profiteers crawl out of the fu****g bunker Even if we're not guilty, feel so misunderstood If only they could figure out What keeps me in this mood that fears me But get satisfaction thanks to it Nuclear storm rages As armored doors resound With hundreds of furious fists genetically lost Oh please help us, how could we handle it They come to live but we're already too tight here Dreaming of running away Running away Sorting was horrible and drastic But since they're born of idiocracy Who cares?