Run - run - run - run

You can't drill me like you do

You can't pull down my attitude

I'm not that kind like the mass

I'm a man without stress

Run - run

You go for a proper life

You run and run and forget your space

You always want to be number one

5 minutes are always too long

Walk - I walk

Walk - I walk

Run - run - run - run

I'm the owner of time

To make trouble is not my aim

Hectic life, hectic growth

My rythm hits always slow

Walk - I walk

Walk - I walk

Never follow this shadow

To be one of them

To be this kind of narrow minded

Come on take my hand

Walk - walk

Walk - walk

I walk