| The End of Days I'm running, running , far away hope to come back another day. away from my house, away from my home, away from my family, to the streets where it's cold I'll be running and running till I find a new home. where that'll be, not even god knows. but, now I leave you with this final note. never brag never gloat. for if you do you'll be like me. you'll be running till the end of days |