Just tell me the story
And sell it to me now.
You've got too many problems,
I guess you wanna try mine.
You descend into hell,
Don't forget your running shoes,
Shadows of the past keep haunting you.

I dare you to listen,
To bridge all those gaps,
To stop worrying and be frightened
Of what tomorrow might bring.
I will take you far away,
There's no need for a map,
Let the stars guide us home.

Cold and rainy on a deserted high-way,
Running away holding hand in hand,
Neon lights above and dark graves below,
We need to keep runaway,
No sense in stopping now.

Well, tell me your story,
Keep it straight this time.
Looking over your shoulders,
There's something to avoid.
Red-blooded eyes
And shaken and lethal fists,
I won't stand in your way.

Cold and rainy on a deserted high-way,
Running away holding hand in hand,
We all need to find a place to stay;
We need to keep runaway,
There's no sense to wait...
Cold and rainy on a deserted high-way,
Losing ourselves while our feet stampedes,
There is no point of turning back,
We can't stop ourselves now,
We need to keep runaway.

We must keep running away,
We will die if we stay.