Текст песни Messa - At Races

Оригинальный текст песни At Races

Judge and watch
Time to shine
Dust on soil
Their poisoned wine

Concrete blocks
Under the sun
And all keeps
Spinning around

Waiting for me to run…
Waiting for me to run…

Panting dream
Silent cry
Rush my dear
Galloping time

Fiery eyes
Stubborn tonight
And all sweeps
Below the ground

Waiting for me to run…
Waiting for me to run!

Biting like a horse
At races
Every stare
Weighs on my saddle bags

Kicking like a horse
At races
Every stare
Weighs on my severed head

Cause I’m cursed
And I run

Cause I’m cursed
And I run

Cause I’m cursed
And I run

I am the air
You fail to grasp
Through hell and high water
My will to last
Wide open eyes
Nowhere to crash
Heartbeat goes up
Nothing to prove

Biting like a horse
At races
Every stare
Weighs on my saddle bags

Kicking like a horse
At races
Every stare
Weighs on my severed head