Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Running about running wild
The stage is clear the time's mine
I don't give a damn about 
What my head doubts  
But damn how good I'm feeling now
I'm flying so high and higher still

When I believe, 
I touch the sky 
Don't look back
You know you're right 
My feet are dancing 
Like their drunk 
On adrenaline it's like a sign 

To hold your breath 
And close your eyes 
See yourself in your mind
They may say that's not you 
Like lit in mols
They're bullshitting you 
Cos when I see you 
I see Gold

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