I could tell you were dying to try
But you were born tomorrow
In magic spells, in modern times
So very well, you are no

Burier of hatchets in the ground
A seed that's only rotten from beginning
Superior and cast off, then washed out
If you were worried about winning

Trophy town has lost its bet
It placed on you tomorrow
The sun is set, last afternoon
And you can bet you'll follow

The leader who had lost his way again
And found that your dust was so misleading
Driver in the backseat of your head
Keeps on accusing you of cheating

You can run in dust behind us
Travelling in vain
Run up to the sun and find us
Another way to rain

The same old situation
To change the situation
The same old situation
To change the situation
I could tell you were dying to try
But you were born tomorrow
In magic spells, in modern times
So very well, you are no

Burier of hatchets in the ground
A seed that's only rotten from beginning
Superior and cast off, then washed out
If you were worried about winning

You can run in dust behind us
Travelling in vain
Run up to the sun and find us
Another way to rain

The same old situation
To change the situation
The same old situation
To change the situation

Until I fall back down and meet you
Until I fall back down and meet you

You can run in dust behind us
Travelling in vain
Run up to the sun and find us
Another way to rain
The same old situation
To change the situation
The same old situation
To change the situation

The same old situation
The same old situation
The same old situation