Well, in the end there is nothing to believe
And I don't know
Don't know why I have lost my key to be free
On the way home
Guess I should have stayed in my bed, but it's too late
Now I got to go somewhere far away
I cannot come back here till the shit has gone
I hope someday
I can be back here again and I wanna walk this lane
So I got to run away tonight
Now there is no way back
And there is no holiday
Because I got to run away
Oh, just like a second hand
I can have no holiday
Because I got to run away
Well, in the end there is nothing to believe
And I don't know
Don't know why I have lost my key to be free
On the way home
Guess I should have stayed in my bed, but it's too late
Now I got to go somewhere far away
I cannot come back here till the shit has gone
I hope someday
I can be back here again and I wanna walk this lane
Driving down and leaving the town I grew up
Still I feel like somebody is watching my back
I'm the runaway
Waiting on the line to paradise
I try to burn this view in to my memory
To pick it out when I lose the way I should be
I'm the runaway
Waiting on the line to paradise
Oh, now there is no way back
And there is no holiday
Oh, just like a second hand
I can have no holiday
So I got to run away tonight
Now there is no way back
And there is no holiday
Because I got to run away
Oh, just like a second hand
I can have no holiday
Because I got to run away tonight
Now there is no way back
And there is no holiday
Because I got to run away
Oh, just like a second hand
I can have no holiday
Because I got to run away tonight
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round
Pick me up, drop me down
Karma just goes round and round