Stone Temple Pilots - Glide

Torment the tortured, teach me things I'm so alive Speak to the speechless, seek the things you have inside You can hunt for the hunter He's got nowhere to hide You can seek with the seeker But hold on for the ride Keep it coming I'm going all the way Keep it coming I'm going all the way Just give me half a chance From throwing it all away Run to the place that hides the pain you have inside Cover my chain it hides the strain only to glide You can hunt for the hunter He's got nowhere to hide You can seek with the seeker But hold on for the ride There's nowhere to turn, nowhere to run You can fly with the fader, fly it. Fly it on the run There is nowhere to turn to nowhere There is nowhere to run You can fly with the fader, fly it. Fly it on the run It's too late, the time is gone Later on again 'cause no one's leaving Look away