People go ballistic When the pressure gets too much Living in a landslide All devoid of feel and touch When the storm is over I pick up what's left of me Running for the freedom From the cult of misery
You will never see me Dragging pleasure from the pain I ain't nobody's victim I would rather go insane
I keep walking on Beam me up then come and find me I keep walking on Ain't got time to look behind me I keep reaching for the stars When raindrops fall on down Sunshine all around I keep walking on
Life in little boxes Watching boxes made of steel Heading for the toxic To relieve us from the real Walking like a zombie Like a bomb inside a cage While the plastic surgery Took the golden out of age
You will never see me Dragging pleasure from the pain I ain't nobody's victim I would rather go insane
I keep walking on Beam me up then come and find me I keep walking on Ain't got time to look behind me I keep reaching for the stars When raindrops fall on down Sunshine all around
I keep walking on Beam me up then come and find me I keep walking on Ain't got time to look behind me I keep reaching for the stars When raindrops fall on down Sunshine all around I keep walking on
Compositores: Alexander Bengt Magnus Baard (Bard Alexander Bengt Magnus), Anders Erik Hansson (Anders Hansson) ECAD: Obra #4775165