Raise the dead to dredge knee-high through sh*t.S
cared to leave, disengage forgotten thoughts.
Run your marathon, your ill-begotten truth.
(chorus)
I don't want it, don't need it, don't want it, don't need it,I don't feel anymore.
I can't see, I can't feel, I can't breathe it.
I don't want it, don't need it, don't want it, don't need it,I don't feel anymore.
I can't see, I can't feel, I can't kill it.
Raise the dead to dredge knee-high through ***.
Scared to leave, disengage forgotten thoughts.
Run your marathon, your ill-begotten truth.
(chorus)
(1st bridge)
Still I'm finding I'm changing.
I break away!
(2nd bridge)
And you can't stay satisfied when you live on borrowed time.
And I know that will not change your mind.
Run your marathon, your ill-begotten truth.
(chorus)
by Chong Li
