Why are you running so far, so fast? What are you running from, may I ask? I don't know, it's just something I must do Those others are running, do you want to come too?
Why are you smoking so often, so deep Surely that smoke stings your eyes, makes you weep I don't know, it's just something I must do Those others are smoking, do you want to smoke too?
You're all running, all smoking, but you don't know why You just do it and do it, but it makes me cry Because I don't like to see people themselves kill When they don't know why but they do it still