My decision is made
I got no time to fake this
I'm leaving the world behind me
I got no time to take this, noI don't believe this
You don't see it
Always bleeding
You're going downYou got, you got, you got the getaway
When times are rough we need to break away
You got, you got, you got the getaway
When times are rough we need to break awayAs I search for the answers
Deep in my mind as I break into something
Something new, something real
In your face, make you taste as I come
From this world of strifeFeel the pain of life, yet I still breathe
You got no choice but to feed
Motherfucking greedI don't believe this
You don't see it
Always bleeding
You're going downYou got, you got, you got the getaway
When times are rough we need to break away
You got, you got, you got the getaway
When times are rough we need to break awayGet the fuck away