Sick of the static, I'm sick of your liesThink you're the baddest bitch, think twiceAfter escape and your grasp, I'm coming back to lifeRunning away, running low on timeCounting the eggs in my basketTerrible tasting and I still believe in magicNothing ever happensMo more new X's on the calendarI run all I canMarathon manHeading for disasterOh, it's a miracle I lastedAll I am, who I amMarathon manDrinking you in, spitting out the seedsAsking nice, waiting patientlyAs the clock ticks downI feast despite the famineAm I a hawk, are you a doveCold consensual bloodlustMaster masking your loveIt's hard to gauge your reactionBut I can imagine itBut I can imagine itNothing ever happensNo more new X's on the calendarI run all I canMarathon manHeading for disasterOh, its a miracle I lastedAll I am, who I amMarathon manWho's trading placesWho's playing both sidesOld friends againI'm staying aliveLike pulling teethLike telling a lieLike young and recklessLike certain deathwish, murder, suicideNothing ever happensNo more new X's on the calendarI run all I canMarathon manHeading for disasterOh, it's a miracle I lastedAll I am, who I amMarathon man
