• A woman once asked me
    How it was i stayed so thin
    Well Ive been running from my problems
    And Ill be running till the end

    Ill dart over disasters
    And pivot over problems
    You can say that im coward
    without the common sence to solve them

    But my feet arent fueled on fear
    Nor ignorance nor madness
    The reason Ive been running
    Was for freedom fromt he sadness

    Because id rather shallow breaths
    And stinging mucle pains
    To the woesome loathsome thoughts
    That scrape across my brain

    And I will keep running
    Till my legs have nothing left
    Until I'm face down in my coffin
    Tripped by Death