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