How many times are we gonna slip the night and try and run away form this? How many friends are we gonna lose until there's nothing left to save from this? I'm thinking about how we never got to choose. I'm thinking about what we forgot. 'Cus all we ever do is run this out. Yeah all we ever do is run. And if it starts coming back this time we'll be all right we'll make it one more night.
When did it get so hard to sleep? We're waiting for the axe to drop. When was the point where we decided to stay when our time was up? I'm thinking about how we'll never know the truth. I'm thinking about what we forgot. 'Cus all we ever do is run this out. Yeah all we ever do is run. And if it starts coming back this time we'll be all right we'll run for one more night.