Lyrics: Gatsby's American Dream. Why We Fight. Nicarockya.

So run away to find solace in the nothingness of running day to day. It?s over. Nothing is fine when the soles of your shoes are broken and you can?t run anywhere. What was it for and was it all worth fighting for? Now I want you to find a way to your happiness. Running was easy, but now you?ll go back to your happiness.