Album: First Round First Minute
I need to get away
I need to chase the day
I need to find out what is wrong
Can't go on
Time to run now I'm done
Can't see none through my gun
And in my mind I say a prayer
But who cares?
If pollutions are filling my mare
Oh I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling
And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling
And I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling
And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling
To get through
There's thunder in my hair
Howling violins in the air
she left me wandering through her head
Got misled
You move my heart and I move along
You put a spell that filled my lungs
We all give love then take it back
Days turn black help me get on the right track
Oh I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling
And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling
And I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling
And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling
I searched for gold
I put out the fire in my soul
And now I'm cold but I'm told
Under your hair there's a stair to your thoughts
Oh I like to know how deep it goes
Oh I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling
And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling
And I'm losing it all again, my friend, it's quite a feeling
And it's so hard to believe in this kind of feeling
People always try to tell me what to do
You do too
And I don't listen to them baby
If I need you
Then I need you
People always try to tell me what to do
You do too
And I don't listen to them baby
If I need you
Then I need you