Something's wrong in this fucked up world It's a world built upon lies With the truth staying in the shadows For your ratings they're the price Without reflection people believe Just what they see It's the end of knowledge, no more arts In their minds nothing but TV Sadistic killers hunting you down Hypnotizing society Your blood will keep them watching As worth of life finally deceased Information, a thing of the past Valuable tonight's your death You're the Running Man Time for your last breath Come On! Yeah, you're the Running Man – prepare! “Showtime!” Prepare to be sent deep down below For they can't wait to see you running Now it's the time to start the show There is no choice Now you're running for your life You're the Running Man Kill them in the final strive Subzero, Buzzsaw Assassins for their god Fireball, Dynamo Servants to your law Watching the fight go down in fire Struggling for air as the flames grow higher Something's wrong in your fucked up life An existence built on lies With the truth staying in the shadows For your ratings I am the price Without reflection people believe Just what they see It's the end of my life? Want my death? Time for your last breath! You're the Running Man – prepare! “Showtime!” Prepare to be sent deep down below For they can't wait to see you running Now it's the time to start the show This is my choice Now fighting for my life I'm the Running Man Kill you in my final strive