Death is everywhere
You can't escape it
And yet people still think
That they can run from it
They try to avoid humans
Who live a wild life
But they end up alone
With nothing but a knife
They try to run away
And end up feeling pain
They end dying for no reason
Or end up in the rain
Wasn't it a worthless effort?
So why do people still run?
Do you honestly think that you're faster
Than a bullet from a gun?
Why not just embrace death?
It's coming for you anyway
Don't run from what you know is coming
Just stand in its way
