We‘re running
We‘re chasing
Our goals
And our dreams

We’re fighting the symptoms
Of this spreading disease

We want
And we need
more 
Stuff 
Money 
Fame

We‘re ready to risk
Everything
For this game

We‘re jealous
We envy
The likes
And their sales
While forgetting to put
Our minds
On the scales

We‘ve got 
Everything
In there
All the 
Love 
Joy 
Happiness

But by running
And chasing
We lose touch
Lose access

We’re running so fast
we never stop
So we stumble
we scatter
Miss the path
up the hill
To the mountain top

Where the bliss
And the silence
Is waiting for us
But we’re busy
Need to catch
The next greediness bus

Until we’re tired
we drop
we drown
In despair
Can’t run
cannot chase
and we bail:

Life’s not fair.