We are running every day every night All the time we think it's all right Yeah every day I'm running Running through the dark night Everyone is staring at me like there's a apple store in sight Some days I can ignore it but today it's pretty hard Today i can see clear that there's shit in my yard Could you be the one that burries me out of the cold I think I need you to kiss and to hold Every memory I made by myself Without cars,without money, houses or even wealth The clock is ticking and im unable to stop it It's chasing me And im really close to admit That's its all part of plan I made when I was ten Without problems I write down right now with a pen Why can't I find a solution Give an answer I'm not a fucking seller a business man or a dancer Not a mechanic a botanic not psycho dynamic all though I think I'm pretty organic if you want to win in life than go on and plan it damn it