Running After My Fate (Jean-Pierre Taieb)

		
Em                             G 
Locked in your frame feel the strain 
                     Bm
Got a crash in my head 
                      A
Wanted love wanted fame 
Got a flick on my face 
Dive for shell got your hell
And thoughts youd never tell
Keep it up cut me up 
Crucifying myself 
Sin of the time, of the minds 
Are we ruining ourselves 
Melting ligns, mixing signs 
Pictures stuck in my head 
Wanted more than a man 
Teasing all kinds of brains 
Why would you aim so high 
Then cry after you failed

Holy Jesus Holy Mary Holy Jesus Please Help us 
Caught by the pressure of time 
Running after my fate 
Thought of all what we missed 
Spent everything weve made 
Fake it all through the life 
Poisoned by all your lies 
Dragged me down at your end 
And makes me want to hide
	

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