I’m telling you, it’s getting mighty crowded, too crowded for me

Run. Like quickly. So fast that you almost forget your legs are attached to your body. Run like there is someone chasing you. Or better, there is something that you’re running towards. Run. And what if there is no where to run to? What then. So stay. Stay here. Stay in the mosh. In the noise. In the crowd. Stay here. Forever. I see your misery, I see your pain. I see the anger, there’s not much gain. But you can’t run, can’t run from here. They come too, you see. They come too with you from here. So go on. Run. But I’m running here.