I'm about to run,
yes,
I'm going to run away,
I'm going to escape,
yes,
I'm going to escape fate,

No one will be able to catch me.
No one will see when I fade into oblivion.

The dark things they try to follow me as I run,
but my feet pick up speed and bleed as the earth digs into my much to soft skin.

My heart it's broken and there is no glue that could ever hold these pieces together again.

Words they've perched my skin, this world I live in is so cold I have frostbite on my hands.

I've become mute so I run, run, run away from it all,
from the place where I'm destined to shrivel and die,
but I'm going to stand up and thrive in a world I create of my own.

I'm going to survive it all, lost in my mind I can hide.
Run, run, run away from it all.
Thriving in this place I call mine.

Yes,
my minds very eye where I'll forever hide from all human eyes,
because I just can't take no more of what's in store,
so I'll ignore it all,
in my imagination I'll cover everything and I'll never have to feel the pain of reality ever again.

I'm going to run away to my imagination.