Cause my friend, how do you roll
Where do you come from
Where do you go
Cause I can see it in your hands
That you're not a fighter
But you've had your dance before
So you'll keep the world at bay
You keep your secrets and your scars
But you've been weathering the storm
And it's been blowing hard
Cause it won't wait for you
Because it waits for no one
Cause we are the fugitives
And we'll keep running for our lives
Cause 1 nor 100 men
Could keep us from clinging
To our pride
Cause it's been blowing hard
And it'll wait for no one
Oh and I'm not leaving nothing
To the grave
We'll keep running with the masses
Just to show them the way