First Time Runner

Sitting so drunk in the middle of nowhere, I couldn’t get how it got too dark, Looking all around, what I’m wearing?!, then I know it’s 8 o’clock, And ALL the time, few with empty eyes, all they can give yah’s a proud cold smile, No time to waste on any of this (the waste that is useless), but insane never eluded (them in) their torn days, They’re going oh gently/truly insane, Maybe ain’t no fun in hearing this song, for who are all insane, Mr. smiling saying in a show (president talking in an interview, he says:) ) “he can make it, great again (better)!!!” ha!! You’re going , ohhh truly insane There’ll be, no more pain, when you’re gone gently insane Out there, watch your step, those folks/people are gone truly insane (some were) Sabotaged, called freak or hippie, who all the way knew what really had grown cold, Every time they’d step to an era, forced back by the rules that apply no more, NO MORE Give it a time, get in the train, they’re truly insane, hey mister Go braver, don’t be a trader, I’ll sit here, waiting for later, NO MORE, No more Deep down, you know where it’ll be going, if we don’t stand and stall (blow/know), Sit tight, and be no bender, take another sip, of their lies no more, NO MORE Give it a try, get on the scene, they’re truly insane, hey mister Go braver, don’t be a trader, I’ll sit here waiting for later, NO MORE, No