Running Man
Raised Fist
Remember when this was a game.
Where did I loose it.
I'm so ashamed.
We lost the touch somewhere on this ride.
You're better than us.
You're the old school pride.
Always competing you never relax.
If we make ten then you make eleven tracks.
I'm wondering can't you have some fun.
If I'm just walking why do you have to run.
When we started it was supposed to be fun.
It lasted for three good years in the sun.
Business came in and took over the lead.
That is where you came together with greed.
We don't really care about what you do.
If you make a record real good.
Then lucky you.
But now I see panic in your eyes.
You better slow down my friend.
OK let me help you take my hand.
You spit in my hand.
You spit on me.
So sad to see this makes me sick.
Share
More from Raised Fist
Reduction of Hate
Raised Fist
Next
Raised Fist
Between The Demons
Raised Fist
Disable Me
Raised Fist
You Ignore Them All
Raised Fist
Sunlight
Raised Fist
Sound Of The Republic
Raised Fist
Back
Raised Fist
Hertz Island Escapades
Raised Fist
Some Of These Times
Raised Fist
Bleed Under My Pen
Raised Fist
Time will let you go, all alone, I break
Raised Fist
Nation of Incomplete
Raised Fist
Volcano Is Me
Raised Fist
Slipping Into Coma
Raised Fist
Afraid
Raised Fist
City Of Cold
Raised Fist
Disbelief
Raised Fist
My Last Day
Raised Fist
I Have To Pretend
Raised Fist