the mayan factor - dead leaves

"At first sign I could not reach it
By the end of the night I could not even walk outside
My hiding place no more

It's so cold when your lonely
And I just can not endure all of these things and run
All of these things inside eating away at my brain

So can you make it?
Pick up the pace kid
You've got to climb it and jump from above
Then when you make it you've got to climb it again



Run!

And then they said
So can you make it?
Pick up the pace kid
You got to climb it, and jump from above
Then when you make it you've got to climb it again

So just run, run, run!"