The Running Man Songtext / Lyric

Spectators clog the walks

Expressions null

All just a flash at my peripheral

Can't pause for you so reach out for my hand

Or I'll pass you by cause I'm the running man






When muscle governs with absurd, clichéd command

In line with greeds' voice growling for us to stay the plan

It's all surreal to me

Don't drag me down into that plot

At least not just because you can



Where plastic people clutch their phones

Where I'm an antiquity alone



Just reach out for my hand cause I won't watch you fall

Cause I'm the running man