Five in the morning, all alone in your room
Door locked tight, private moon
No faces to face, no one to blame
Nonexistent inside this frame
Take it on the run
There's a cheetah walking high
Liquid whispers, dragonfly
Charleston booties, painted toes
Drop the knot, ivory soul
Take it on the run
The good life is just a dream away
Choke emotion, lose control
Chicken counters fill your bowls
The lonely crowd is decomposed
Lost obsession, future froze
