Composer: David Klemencz, Jakob Preißler, Maximilian Bopfinger, Patrick Putz
Lyrics
Run
Who'll ask when you're grey and old
Where have your spirits disappeared
Who'll ask what should have been
If you were not commandeered
When is the time to set the tone
Your own rules to live by
Not to pay your fucking bills and die
I know why
It's the way we die
The same old faces
That we pass by
I know why
It's the way we die
What could behold us
The way we die
Take me home
To terminus
Take me home
To this social deathbed
We call home
They'll ask what do you deserve
What were you ever running for
Raise and raise for countless reasons
Never wanting more
I know what we're hiding from
It's never late to run
I know why
It's the way we die
The same old faces
That we pass by
I know why
It's the way we die
What could behold us
The way we die
The way we die
We run, it's the way we die
We run, terminus
We run, it's the way we die
We run, terminus