follow the crowd

Runnin', runnin', runnin' Runnin', runnin', runnin' Runnin', runnin', runnin' Runnin', runnin' World's spinnin' faster Won't see the need to slow down Welcome disaster With open arms, we'll close down And he's a relatively young man But it is that existentialistic moment where you You're not gonna live forever You have to sacrifice your youth for something Gotta keep on running Put my desires on a shelf Inertia's numbing I'm being chased, just by myself And then finally he reaches this existential crisis of saying You can't throw me out because I have nothing else I have nowhere else to go in the world My life will amount to nothing unless I can master this thing