I've had my frustrations about the pains of daily life
I've tasted degradation and found the lace and candle light
But we have the weights, we have the measures of our days and nights
I've had my frustrations, but now, I've found my
place

And you will make it
But only if you run

These lonely dedications I've found, they bring me
peace and light
When three-fold applications of doubt surround my
fate, you might say
We have the weights, we have to wage an assault on
what it is
'Cause harmless medications abound, and you're not
sick

You will make it
But only if you run

Surprise
Surprise
Surprise
Surprise

You will make it
But only if you run