Black Friday '29 - The Escape lyrics

I count the days through a wasted night - running like my life's at stake Away from you way from me - where will this me lead Won't walk the line you've dramw for me - won't try to fit into your scheme Lost between 20 and 33 - and time's not yet the enemy Your expectations run high - but my spirit seems low What's wrong with the way I live - it's just twisting your mind