Yeah I said it! Run and Hide!
They'll burn us at the stake
They'll grow hungry, for a while
But you'll ration them with love
And they'll grow a passion for reaction
While your wishing for superstitions and shaking the hand
Shaking hands with the devil
To see what you're missing
It's not a warning
It's an order of events, chronologically placed
Do you feel, in your place?
Read ahead, you'll have to live those out as well
So there's no use in dwelling
When their eyes are automatic
There's comfort in knowing people care,
So come on baby, you know me, I can't wait to bail
Why are we running away, from what doesn't exist?
Why are we running away, from what never happened?