Who runs this race?
this show we face?
I feel the pressure
of another hands around my flickering heart

I have a mind to jump
I have a mind to jump
without the mind of some
I worry where I'm from

Give me loneliness
I have a mind of lust
Who runs, who runs
Life in the hands
of something other than myself

they pick my words before they escape
grasping for myself
swarms of hands where I sink
I have a mind to leave