This worlds too big for me

Keeps growing everyday

There's just no room for me

I think I'll runaway

What's with all this fucking competition

We place ourselves in categories and divisions

It seems to me we all have to play the game

It's always the fucking same

I think I'll runaway-Somewhere faraway

I think I'll runaway-Can't take another day

Operations are taking over

We can't let that happen-

But you just stand there like a stupid shit

Tell me how we're supposed to stand together?

Understand we're self-destructing bit-by-bit

I think I'll runaway-Somewhere faraway

I think I'll runaway-Can't take another day

There's nothing negative about it

We all feel the same sometimes

Unity- I really doubt it

I'm gonna runaway from it all this time...