| Song | For 12 |
| Artist | Other Lives |
| Album | For 12 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Oh I was in the dark age | |
| Searching for the ones in my mind. | |
| I'm so far away | |
| But I had hit the ground runnin'. | |
| Steady as you go, I don't mind. | |
| I'm still here today. | |
| Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes | |
| And forever talking when it ain't so kind. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. | |
| And I had took the long way. | |
| I was in the heat, | |
| I don't mind, I'm so far away. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. | |
| Nudging the ghost from the skull. | |
| And a night without sleep. | |
| Vibration comes first to the head and last to the feet. | |
| Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes | |
| And forever talking when it ain't so kind. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. |
| Oh I was in the dark age | |
| Searching for the ones in my mind. | |
| I' m so far away | |
| But I had hit the ground runnin'. | |
| Steady as you go, I don' t mind. | |
| I' m still here today. | |
| Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes | |
| And forever talking when it ain' t so kind. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. | |
| And I had took the long way. | |
| I was in the heat, | |
| I don' t mind, I' m so far away. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. | |
| Nudging the ghost from the skull. | |
| And a night without sleep. | |
| Vibration comes first to the head and last to the feet. | |
| Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes | |
| And forever talking when it ain' t so kind. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. |
| Oh I was in the dark age | |
| Searching for the ones in my mind. | |
| I' m so far away | |
| But I had hit the ground runnin'. | |
| Steady as you go, I don' t mind. | |
| I' m still here today. | |
| Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes | |
| And forever talking when it ain' t so kind. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. | |
| And I had took the long way. | |
| I was in the heat, | |
| I don' t mind, I' m so far away. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. | |
| Nudging the ghost from the skull. | |
| And a night without sleep. | |
| Vibration comes first to the head and last to the feet. | |
| Spouting hymns and buzzing rhymes | |
| And forever talking when it ain' t so kind. | |
| But it feels like forever on the run. | |
| When your mind turns to fiction. |