Текст Emma Ruth Rundle – Races

Off to the races and I let ride, what’s changed us in our time
I’ll take the wheel but it’s the hunger that drives and fades us and our kind

Sometimes this place is a prison and sometimes a palace,
I’ll be the king in my crown

Everyday I’m fading away again,
It’s my kind
Every night I come back to life again,
it’s my time to shine

All fire, all fire, all fire on me, just standing in the sun
And off to the races, I’ll let it slide, all fire in our time

Sometimes your love is the thing that I, is the blood that
I’m just drinking though towns
And sometimes the night is a prison and sometimes a palace
I’m still the king in my own crown

Everyday I’m fading away again,
it’s my kind
Every night you know I come alive again,
it’s my time to shine

And everywhere you…
I’m going to find, and everything we…
Nothing’s going to stop us…

Everyday I’m fading away again,
it’s my kind
Every night you know I come alive again,
it’s my time to shine