I was walkin’ down the street like
The rebel and was scathin’ about
the no spare time
The rush is my runaway child
Escapin’ from the good, there evil
I must run after the sense.
There is no sense in the rush
I am the embodiment of the run
The continuin’ rush in the disguise is
like a woman
You say stop and there’s the rush
You can’t pay the money back!
You’ll gonna benefit from it!
I can’t make a light of a line
„Never ending story” nine
The chance, once, of a life time
You just can’t take the lid off the rush
So walkin’ down the street
The million thoughts on the mind the rush
It’s not that I don’t like it
It is none other then the runaway rush
In the muthafuckin’ runin’ on
the whole life, you can die
Over one thousand deaths by the rush
So I can’t make the light of the line
So there’s never ending story nine
So the chance, only once’ of a life time
They can kill me by the rush!
You can’t take the lid of the rush!