Run

I've overtaken many times before And now I'm knocking on the closing door But I don't know what for I'm not excited anymore I've got my shoulders bruised Fists unclenched I've been knocked out of the range I feel like sitting On a wet paint bench I'm running late I'm running late I'm running late I'm running late I'm sick of seeking for the open door I still remember how it was before But I don't know what for I'm not excited anymore Although the lazies sacked Old tactics changed Plans and figures look so strange I am still running Being totally deranged I'm running late I'm running late I'm running late I'm running late Run tiger run Towards the Sun Right to the place Where the race began ​ I'm running late I'm running late I'm running late I'm running late