Bokka Run For Yourself
Cravings and unrests
Like the tiny dots inside your head
Playing hide and seek
They don't make a sound
But you can hear them
You are cravings and unrests
And you wonder if it's some kind of test
Nothing's there too keep
But you don't have to say goodbye to
See that
You are ready
You are ready
Run for yourself
No one knows you better
Run for yourself
Over traps and craters
Run for yourself
No one knows you better
Run for yourself
You will stop later
Run
