We could just leave tomorrow, never ever see any sorrow

and we'll sleep in the ocean, far from all the commotion 


And we run and we hide, from the slow assassination tide

And we run and we fight, our skin is our only home tonight

Hey, Hey, Hey the fadeaway


We could sneak out while they're sleeping, resculpt the world the way we dream it

and we'll sleep in the ocean, far from all the commotion