On the Run - Tempesst

It’s said there’s a straw that can break your back

Even Atlas couldn’t carry the weight

I witnessed the curse, the power at work

The day your father passed away

You’re on the run

On the run

The silver screen saviour teaches self-medication

And the habit keeps the pain at bay

Oh with your will in the gutter and the bleach drained your colour

Like the flowers you left on his grave

You’re on the run

On the run

You’re on the run

On the run

In a chapel in Vegas, eternal Elvis

Sings a sermon of life after death

Kept a direct line to Heaven since '77

Of the winter of your discontent

On the run

You’re on the run

On the run

On the run

On the run

You’re on the run

On the run

On the run