by You can see him running through his pain,
And watch his blood seep through and stain
His shirt, his pride, his life, his death,
He's left his past behind along with the meth,
And he forgot who he was after a while
But it's not the geek's fault, it has no style.
And the razor that he just used to take away
All of his pain is still there, rusting away today,
And he's running away from his life,
And running to his death, and his strife
Doesn't seem to count today, tomorrow,
He knows that he's not going to get farther
Living like this, and you can see him running
He's running through all his doubts, nothing's more stunning.
He knows he's dying, so he wanted to make it faster,
But now he's afraid, and he used to be the master
Of deception, never seen, never heard, always watched,
Stars cast their light on his wounds that he fought
To get, he fought to gain his respect that he thought he had,
But with no trust comes no respect, never thought it was as bad
As where he was going this time, he's running to gain respect
To gain rememberance, to gain everything in prospect,
To gain everything he ever wanted, but faded away with the blood.
He thought that he could be brave for this, but his name is mud,
Today, tomorrow, forever, he's not wanted even in hell,
And while he begins to run out of life, he can hear the judgement bell,
He thinks about his mistakes, and wants to take them back,
But you can't take back everything you ever wanted to lack,
Everything you ever said, you can't repair it without some difficulty,
And as the darkness becomes darker around him, he is finally
Out of his misery, but he can't come back, and no one will
Remember him, he wasn't good enough, thrusting him to kill,
And waiting for his jugement was the inevitable outcome,
And while suicide is never the answer, it happens while you run.
You'll learn to live through all of the revolving pain,
And learn that acceptance, respect, trust, can be wonderful to gain.
And watch his blood seep through and stain
His shirt, his pride, his life, his death,
He's left his past behind along with the meth,
And he forgot who he was after a while
But it's not the geek's fault, it has no style.
And the razor that he just used to take away
All of his pain is still there, rusting away today,
And he's running away from his life,
And running to his death, and his strife
Doesn't seem to count today, tomorrow,
He knows that he's not going to get farther
Living like this, and you can see him running
He's running through all his doubts, nothing's more stunning.
He knows he's dying, so he wanted to make it faster,
But now he's afraid, and he used to be the master
Of deception, never seen, never heard, always watched,
Stars cast their light on his wounds that he fought
To get, he fought to gain his respect that he thought he had,
But with no trust comes no respect, never thought it was as bad
As where he was going this time, he's running to gain respect
To gain rememberance, to gain everything in prospect,
To gain everything he ever wanted, but faded away with the blood.
He thought that he could be brave for this, but his name is mud,
Today, tomorrow, forever, he's not wanted even in hell,
And while he begins to run out of life, he can hear the judgement bell,
He thinks about his mistakes, and wants to take them back,
But you can't take back everything you ever wanted to lack,
Everything you ever said, you can't repair it without some difficulty,
And as the darkness becomes darker around him, he is finally
Out of his misery, but he can't come back, and no one will
Remember him, he wasn't good enough, thrusting him to kill,
And waiting for his jugement was the inevitable outcome,
And while suicide is never the answer, it happens while you run.
You'll learn to live through all of the revolving pain,
And learn that acceptance, respect, trust, can be wonderful to gain.
