He thinks he sits on top of the world
All he wants is a piece of your soul
Now controls your system of life
Beware of the rules that'll cut like a knife
Run... if you have breath
Run... if you can do
It's hard to find a page where to hide
You are surfing on a deadly tide
Try to find your peace of mind
Life is tomorrow there's nothing behind
Run... if you have breath
Run... if you can do

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