Cursed کے بول

Maybe I'll never get too far But I hope some day that all this will make sense (make sense) And maybe I'm just a dog chasing cars And all the lights that I follow lead me into the dark (the dark) But I'm still running I'm still running, I'm still running after you And I'll be holding I'm still holding on till I break apart in two Maybe I never get too close Always out of focus, fading into the crowd (into the crowd) And maybe I've been wrong this whole time And they were right all along Maybe I've been hiding from the truth And I was born to lose But I'm still running I'm still running, I'm still running after you And I'll be holding I'm still holding on till I break apart in two I'm so far away From where I want to be And every day is the same As the years go by I hope that there's a smile on my face when I die And I'm still running I'm still running, I'm still running after you And I'll be holding I'm still holding on till I break apart in two Every day, every day's the same Every day, every day's the same Every day, every day's the same Every day, every day's the same