They're coming, I'm running out of food.
No place to run, I'm in my own tomb.
This is goodbye, the end of the line.
They're coming, I'm running out of time.
And I, I started so small, I was over my head.
I had nothing at all
And I had built up my walls
With no reason to run,
Never thought I would fall,
They're coming I'm running out of food
No place to run, I'm in my own tomb.
This is goodbye, the end of the line.
They're coming, I'm running out of time.
And I, I wanted to fight,
Left the ones that I loved,
And I said my goodbyes,
They're coming, I'm running out of food.
No place to run, I'm in my own tomb
This is goodbye, the end of the line.
They're coming, I'm running out of time
They're coming, I'm running out of time
They're coming...