Running Scared

Run for Your Life: Unraveling the Fearful Tale of 'Running Scared'
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Lyrics

Looks that pierce you like a knife

Intense, penetrating gazes that cut deeply into one's emotions.

Causing fear, your rife with strife

Inducing fear, overwhelmed by internal conflicts and struggles.

Haunting sounds of Pans fife

Disturbing sounds reminiscent of Pans, the Greek god of wild nature.

And now your fearing for your life

Feeling threatened and anxious about one's own survival.

Running scared, nowhere to hide

Frantically trying to escape, with no place to find refuge.

Can't control this fear inside

Unable to manage the overwhelming fear internally.

There's no time for foolish pride

Recognizing the urgency and seriousness, setting aside pride.

Tonight could be the night you died

Acknowledging the imminent possibility of death this night.


Somethings just not right, You feel it in the air

Sensing that something is amiss in the atmosphere.

Tonight is not your night, looks like it's fight or flight

Realizing that tonight is not ordinary; a choice between fight or flight.


Run for you life, run from the danger

Urgently fleeing from a life-threatening situation.

One step behind you, run from the stranger

A mysterious pursuer is close, heightening the sense of danger.

Run for your life, run from the danger

Reiterating the need to escape from peril for one's life.

One step behind you, run from the stranger

Emphasizing the proximity of an unknown and threatening figure.


All caught up, your in your mind

Entangled in one's thoughts, unable to find mental peace.

Can't relax and can't unwind

Feeling tense and unable to unwind from the stress.

Feels like running out of time

Sense of urgency, as if time is running out rapidly.

Wanting peace that you can't find

Longing for tranquility that seems unattainable.

Loosing steam, your out of breath

Exhausted and breathless, losing the strength to continue.

No roads right, nothings left

Feeling trapped with no clear path forward.

You turn to stand and face your death

Considering confronting and accepting the possibility of death.

But nothings there, a cruel jest

Realizing that there is nothing threatening or dangerous present, a cruel jest or illusion.

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