Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Running (Workout Music 12 0BPM), artist - Running Music. Album song Running Music - Dubstep Running Music Jogging and Fitness Music, in the genre Танцевальная музыка
Date of issue: 05.09.2011
Record label: Equilibrium
Song language: English
Running (Workout Music 12 0BPM) |
That’s me right there on the corner |
Listening to Wu in my Walkman |
Neon lights at the water, reflecting the city I’m lost in |
That’s me right there on the corner |
I one day would be leaving |
For a dream that I didn’t have |
That I’d one day would believe in |
Strange how the same place I ran from |
Is the same place I think of whenever the chance comes |
It’s inevitable, ‘cause wherever I go… |
I hear echoes of a thousand screams |
As I lay me down to sleep |
There’s a black hole deep inside of me |
Reminding me, that I’ve lost my backbone |
Somewhere in Stockholm |
I lost my backbone, somewhere in Stockholm |
I’m from a place where we never openly show our emotions |
We drown our sorrows in bottomless bottles |
And leave them to float in the ocean |
I’m from a place where we never |
Separate people from people |
Some generalize, but in general I |
Still believe that we are treated as equals |
My father, my mother, my sister |
My brother, my friends and my family’s there |
My hope and my money, my innocence in a sense |
Almost lost everything here |
Right where I was founded |
Is right where I’ll be found dead |
The streets of my backbone, until I get back home |
I hear echoes of a thousand screams |
As I lay me down to sleep |
There’s a black hole deep inside of me |
Reminding me, that I’ve lost my backbone |
Somewhere in Stockholm |
I lost my backbone, somewhere in Stockholm |
I’m not alone, I am the fire that burns |
Not of the city but out of the 'burbs |
A river that’s just dying of thirst |
I am a reverend lying in church |
A crack in the pattern, a miracle waiting to happen |
A promise that never was kept |
One of those moments you’ll never forget |
I am that feeling inside |
The one we all know but can’t really describe |
I am the blood spill, but I’m in love still |
Somewhere in Stockholm |
But I’m not alone |
Don’t have to get by on my own |
I’m finally home |
Hemma i Stockholm |
Där jag hör hemma |
I hear echoes of a thousand screams |
As I lay me down to sleep |
There’s a black hole deep inside of me |
Reminding me, that I’ve lost my backbone |
Somewhere in Stockholm |
I lost my backbone, somewhere in Stockholm |