The Running Man
Chasing Shadows: The Running Man's Escape from Plastic Realities
Lyrics
Spectators clog the walks
Spectators crowd the paths or sidewalks
Expressions null
Facial expressions are emotionless or devoid of meaning
All just a flash
Everything is fleeting or passing quickly
At my peripheral
Peripheral vision captures the moment
Can't pause for you
Unable to pause or stop for someone else
So reach out for my hand
Extend your hand for assistance
Or I'll pass you by
Warning that if not helped, the opportunity will be missed
Cause I'm the running man
Identifying as the "running man," emphasizing constant motion
When muscle governs with absurd, cliched command
Muscle power dominates with absurd and overused authority
In line with greed's voice growling for us to stay the plan
Greed's influence demands adherence to a predefined plan
It's all surreal to me
The situation appears dreamlike or unreal
Don't drag me down into that plot
Refusing to be dragged into a negative plot or scheme
At least not just because you can
Don't bring me down without a valid reason
Where plastic people clutch their phones
In a place where people obsessively hold onto their phones
Where I'm an antiquity alone
Feeling like an outdated or obsolete entity
Just reach out for my hand
Encouraging others to seek help and support
Cause I won't watch you fall
Expressing the desire to prevent others from falling or failing
Cause I'm the running man
Reiterating the identity as the constant and fast-moving "running man"
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