The Running Man – A Global Threat – letras

Spectators clog the walksExpressions nullAll just a flash at my peripheralCan’t pause for you so reach out for my handOr I’ll pass you by cause I’m the running manWhen muscle governs with absurd, clichéd commandIn line with greeds’ voice growling for us to stay the planIt’s all surreal to meDon’t drag me down into that plotAt least not just because you canWhere plastic people clutch their phonesWhere I’m an antiquity aloneJust reach out for my hand cause I won’t watch you fallCause I’m the running man