• Racing away
    Away from the place
    The place were sorrow and doubt is bred

    No one wants to be there
    Yet, we all go
    Against our better judgment
    We go

    We learn the art of deceit
    And the guilt that accompanies it
    Is seeded in our minds

    We hide in the shadows
    Trying not to be noticed
    We’re all ashamed
    Though we don’t know why

    Perhaps we know
    How ghastly this place is
    How immoral it is

    So we run
    Away from this place
    But we can’t escape our world
    What our life has become

    We’re on a one-way street
    With no way of turning off
    And no hope of getting away