Lyrics Running Along - Bigbang
Most
days
I
spend
tripping
and
I
don't
know
what
to
do
Is
this
the
life
I
wanted?
Most
days
I
find
I'm
confused
Could
you
help
me
get
through
this?
All
the
pain
that
I
live
with
Most
days
I
find
I'm
running
from
the
fact
that
I
miss
you
So
run
along,
so
run
along,
so
run
along,
so
run
along
My
life's
fucked
up
it's
no
party
Get
high,
die
young
like
Chris
Farley
Ball
out
to
the
fallout
hardly
Look
at
all
the
hate
that
surrounds
me
And
my
intentions
good
but
these
hoes
treat
me
like
firewood
and
burn
me
And
I
wish
I
could
Turn
back
time,
I'd
leave
her
in
a
hurry
All
the
stress
I
invested
to
find
out
I
never
learn
my
lesson
I'm
in
love
with
my
own
depression
Am
I
suicidal?-
That's
a
heavy
ass
question
Yes!
Can't
get
this
pain
off
my
chest
This
OCD
is
gonna
lay
me
to
rest
Bet.
the
state
of
the
hate
I
project
Retain
all
the
fame
and
regret
at
least
Till
my
death
You
broke
me
down
and
never
build
me
up
The
worst
part
is
you
never
gave
a
fuck
Giving
up
on
anyone
I
could
ever
trust
Wanna
buy
a
gun
and
let
the
fucker
bust
Blow
your
brains
out
the
back
of
your
head
I'll
laugh
when
you're
dead
Paint
your
place
red
(Bitch,
you
get
no
love!!)
I'm
attracted
to
death
and
my
life
is
a
mess
all
because
of
you
cunt
(I'm
giving
life
up)
Most
days
I
spend
tripping
and
I
don't
know
what
to
do
Is
this
the
life
I
wanted?
Most
days
I
find
I'm
confused
Could
you
help
me
get
through
this?
All
the
pain
that
I
live
with
Most
days
I
find
I'm
running
from
the
fact
that
I
miss
you
So
run
along,
so
run
along,
so
run
along,
so
run
along
I
tend
to
hate
this
all
I
can
never
understand
why
I
fall
Fed
up
with
this
world
I
need
you
now
Words
are
bought
for
anything
Why
do
I
crawl?
I
wish
you
understood
the
pain
I
go
through
I
wish
you
knew
how
much
you
meant
to
me
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