So I'm running away I'm running away to you I cannot escape you To feel your touch the faith you prove I'm running away to you So I'm running away to
Vertimas: Kuro. Bėgimas.
I thirst for water I find myself wanting now [Chorus:] So I'm running away to you I cannot escape you To feel your touch The faith you prove I'm running away
So I thirst for water I find myself wanting now [Chorus:] So I'm running away to you I cannot escape you To feel your touch The faith you prove I'm running away
my neck, keep it a 100 ... we don't do no talking, i' m just running up in your ish and i was never in a walking, i'm just running up in your chick said
tank is running on empty for far too long Oh, I need fuel 'cause I'm getting so low Something drives me crazy, got to got to get away Goodbye, goodbye
stars Somebody once asked, could I spare some change for gas I need to get myself away from this place I said, ?Yep, what a concept? I could use a little fuel
stars Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas I need to get myself away from this place I said, "Yep, what a concept I could use a little fuel
and the darkness (I force my eyes open and now who has changed?) Please don't you ever leave (You look different, so different today) Holding your eyes in the hardest stare Running
And the hours shakin' But I was running on empty baby Do you know what that can do to you Looks like I need a little jet fuel It was 6AM I was drunk
, drive, drive, drive Don't have to be flashy, I'll use any old ride Drive, drive, drive, drive Hop in the whip and peel away, stay alive Cars slide
been gone, I've been up away from home Now my gear is down, I've circled round And I am coming in Running out of oxygen And my fuel is running low Run
off Till them wheels fall off Oh baby, I'm running on metal plates Oh baby, someday we'll see better days Oh, we'll be running on metal plates Oh, we'll be running
the earth ran out of room he conquered all he could but yet he still was consumed by this never-ending quest for glory he couldn't fuel like a typical
take your life away, strip away your joy Pretends that she gon build you up but she's just gon destroy you My friends fell low, when they was so high Got me running
Somebody once asked could you spare some change for gas I need to get myself away from this place I said yep what a concept I could use a little fuel
in Argentina Making fuel from sugar cane You got the bastards of the Washington Afraid of popping that greed vain 'Cause the money's in the pipeline And pipeline's running
