I need a space
a vacuum, a room
that loads with faith
and crime and hate
I wonna bury all my guilt
and all my sin
the sin that turned by wishes
into fear
I'm running, running, running, running ...
Everytime I was trying
to grab a piece of flesh
somebody came and told me
'This isn't yours'
'It just belongs to someone'
Everytime I was trying
to grab a piece of flesh
somebody came and told me
'This isn't yours'
'It just belongs to someone'
'Your just a stealer'
Running, running, running, running...
Trying to hide myself somewhere
where looks can't catch my mind
can't tear my helpless soul apart
that's why I'm running
Solo
That's why I'm running,
yes. I am running
I'm trying to hide myself somewhere
where, where looks can't
touch my mind
can't tear my helpless
soul apart