Have it your own way, as always. Always running from it all and even if it's f**ing small, but never really dealing with it. But when life grabs you by the neck you start to feel really sick. And you can't run away this time, Hey, you, what you gonna do when the freight train's coming your way? When the lights in front are rolling over, tearing you in two, Hey, you, what you gonna do when the freight train's coming your way? I said: Hey, you, what you gonna do when you're tied to the rails of fate?