In living with a fear of chance
The chance of fears the only reason you`re awake,
We decrease in size when burdened with you mind,
But you know escape is to run
In a constant commotion -
When I speak it`s revulsion maybe you`ll disappear
Recall the past when you were strong
Those distant days it seems are now forever gone,
You`ll increase desire to wander and retire,
But you know escape is to run
