Текст песни Michael Kiske - You Run With The Pack
Michael Kiske - You Run With The Pack слова песни
To give what I got, to take what I need to live, it ain`t easy for me,Darken my eyes, tell me lies, but all nice, tell me how I have to be,Get me in your foolish game, destroy my defence, lock me in, Throw me in your lion`s cage, `cos then I`m out of your way,Cry with the wolves, run with the pack,Turn around to save your neck,`Cos someone always keeps you in confusion,Squeezed in a box, who`ll win the race,Ask no questions in this case,What`s left is only you and your illusions,Charity is all your duty, they preach you: sharing your goods is your pride,Patriotic-Love, kill the enemy first, I can hear the other side,What`s the way out of this game? You`ll either win or you lose,I run in circles, who`s to blame? Is there a way I can choose?Cry with the wolves, run with the pack,Turn around to save your neck,`Cos someone always keeps you in confusion,Squeezed in a box, who`ll win the race,Ask no questions in this case,What`s left is only you and your illusions,I`m juggling on a rope without a net and hope,I keep my balance `cos I see them smile with open jaws,And if I`m falling down, then I will soon be torn.A squabble over prey: who gets the best part out of me,To take the needle is a one-way trip without a coming back,You take it and you still will see reality`ll make upon you.