Bit-train Game on, back to the rat race we're running like a burning engine takin’ on the world day after day and (we) lay the laws of reason Lay down the walls and limits the wild children who hide their instincts light up the world and crush and hey... hey... you’re gonna die someday Get your awaited nirvana a great lounge, a red car get what you oughtta your son, your wife, your dog and mates because you don't wanna die alone A dreamer, if you can afford between a lot of wolves and no one and nothing (in) these days is good enough but you're still holding on ohhh... Your own home is crumbling And ain’t no-one gonna come and help The fog goes away And it’s been there since the early days and you have to keep...keep going keep...keep going (x2) Your own home is crumbling And ain’t no-one gonna come and help I know you're tired of healers, clowns and religious folk But it was you...with your indifference (you) who let it go but it was you...with your indifference (you) who let it go