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