| Song | Where You Gonna Run To |
| Artist | Tjerk & Liquid Sunshine |
| Album | 8 |
| 作词 : Tjerk Maarten Schoonheim | |
| 作曲 : Tjerk Maarten Schoonheim | |
| Yours is the truth the only truth or so it seems, and nothing in between. Your life in serpia. | |
| You picked the fruit I gave you truth you gave me lies, and nothing in between grey area. | |
| Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now? Where you gonna? Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now, oy! | |
| And where you gonna run to now, where you gonna leave your bags? Hiding your frustration. | |
| And where you gonna find your peace, buy everything your eyes can see, in your imagination? | |
| Turned your back on me, attacking me, name bashing me when done. You lost your touch, you broke the line. | |
| You like to talk talk talk and talk some more, a broken clutch, joyriding time. | |
| Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now? Where you gonna? Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now, oy! | |
| And where you gonna run to now, where you gonna leave your bags? Hiding your frustration. | |
| And where you gonna find your peace, buy everything your eyes can see, in your imagination? | |
| Where you gonna run to now? | |
| And where you gonna run to now, where you gonna leave your bags? Hiding your frustration. | |
| And where you gonna find your peace, buy everything your eyes can see, in your imagination? | |
| Where you gonna run to now? |
| zuò cí : Tjerk Maarten Schoonheim | |
| zuò qǔ : Tjerk Maarten Schoonheim | |
| Yours is the truth the only truth or so it seems, and nothing in between. Your life in serpia. | |
| You picked the fruit I gave you truth you gave me lies, and nothing in between grey area. | |
| Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now? Where you gonna? Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now, oy! | |
| And where you gonna run to now, where you gonna leave your bags? Hiding your frustration. | |
| And where you gonna find your peace, buy everything your eyes can see, in your imagination? | |
| Turned your back on me, attacking me, name bashing me when done. You lost your touch, you broke the line. | |
| You like to talk talk talk and talk some more, a broken clutch, joyriding time. | |
| Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now? Where you gonna? Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna where you gonna run to now, oy! | |
| And where you gonna run to now, where you gonna leave your bags? Hiding your frustration. | |
| And where you gonna find your peace, buy everything your eyes can see, in your imagination? | |
| Where you gonna run to now? | |
| And where you gonna run to now, where you gonna leave your bags? Hiding your frustration. | |
| And where you gonna find your peace, buy everything your eyes can see, in your imagination? | |
| Where you gonna run to now? |