Paroles de Race

In my race, to have it all To nail it all, I have become A useless bag, a dead man's sack All these things find me now But I get myself a good night's sleep I don't know what to do about you now Sometimes breathing's The hardest thing to do I'm runnin' after you Two souls leavin' ever feelin' down never turn around I keep on, movin' round Turnin' down the things you do Would it change anything Heavenly Saints at all But I get myself a good night's sleep I don't know what to do about you now Sometimes breathin's The hardest thing to do Runnin' after you Two souls leavin' ever feelin' down never turn around Now that I know, yeah You know that I will Now that I know I keep on movin', cruisin' Sometimes breathing's The hardest thing to do Runnin' after you Two souls leavin' ever feelin' down never turn around [Sometimes breathing's (We could make it and it) The hardest thing to do (Should be alright, cause the bad things inside) Runnin' after you Two souls leavin' (Now we can make it and it) ever feelin' down (Should be alright cause there's bad things inside) Never turn around] x3