RUNNING
I'm running out of time
Forced to decide
To choose the beat path
Or to feel the wrath
When I take a different ride
There's nothing in this world
That you have to do
To be frightened by tradition
Is a cheap excuse
I, I realize
I, I sympathize
But we can't live with those lies
And you won't always be sure
When your judgments seem pure
Every choice you make
Could be a mistake
But at least they were yours
Complain that you can't win
When you've chosen to fit in
Responsibility's gone
I know that's wrong
Conformity can be a sin
Now I judge on my own scales
So I know when I have failed
The decisions are mine
I'll take my time
Only it will surely tell
I'm running out of time
I'm running out of time
Forced to decide
To choose the beat path
Or to feel the wrath
When I take a different ride
There's nothing in this world
That you have to do
To be frightened by tradition
Is a cheap excuse
I, I realize
I, I sympathize
But we can't live with those lies
And you won't always be sure
When your judgments seem pure
Every choice you make
Could be a mistake
But at least they were yours
Complain that you can't win
When you've chosen to fit in
Responsibility's gone
I know that's wrong
Conformity can be a sin
Now I judge on my own scales
So I know when I have failed
The decisions are mine
I'll take my time
Only it will surely tell
I'm running out of time