do you know this feeling?

you just want to run? run run run run run. on top speed, till your lungs start burning and your heart is trying to jump right out of you? and just when you think you cannot make one step further you manage to speed up just until the point where there is not enough oxygene left to feed your brain, all is used for your muscles... and your eyes start blackening. then you are running into the tunnel. your sightfield is closing and then you just collapse. fell to the floor and keep lying there... all you can do is fight for some air... nothing else... just breathing... no thinking ... breathing... BREATHE

no? - well ok, if you ever wanna try it out, this would be the perfect backroundsong.

artist: my chemical romance
song: you know what they do to guys like us in prison
album: three cheers for sweet revenge

in the middle of a gun fight...
in the center of a restaurant...
they say, "come with your arms raised high!"
well, they're never gonna get me,
like a bullet through a flock of doves...
to wage this war against your faith in me,
your life...will never be the same.
on your mother's eyes, say a prayer...say a prayer!

now, but i can't
and i don't know
how we're just two men as god had made us,
well, i can't...well, i can!
too much, too late, or just not enough of this
pain in my heart for your dying wish,
i'll kiss your lips again.

they all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost,
my cellmate's a killer, they made me do push-ups (in drag)
but nobody cares if you're losing yourself...am i losing myself?!
well, i miss my mom,
will they give me the chair,
or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare;
ah, nobody knows...all the trouble i've seen!

now, but i can't
and i don't know
how we're just two men as god had made us,
well, i can't...well, i can!
too much, too late, or just not enough of this
pain in my heart for your dying wish,
i'll kiss your lips again.

to your room...
what they ask of you
will make you want to say, "so long..."
well, i don't remember,
why remember...YOU?!

do you have the keys to the hotel?!
'cause i'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire! (FIRE!!)

life is but a dream for the dead,
and well i, i won't go down by myself,
but i'll go down with my friends.
now now now now... (i can't explain)
now now now... (i can't complain)
now now, yeah!