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Woorden: Powderfinger. Dream Days at the Hotel Existence. Lost And Running.

Oh, I was sick and tired of waiting lost
And you were mad at me for so much more
I was bored listenin' to the same old chords

You would complain that I was never around
And we shouldn't hope, no we shouldn't hope
If love is so easy then why am I stuck?

If life is so smooth why can't I get enough?
Oh, I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and and running, I can't get enough

Every day moves like a hurricane
It's draggin' me around no matter what I say
Our time in the city streets, I'm outta luck
The cobblestones are dark and where theres no one I trust

And it comes around, yeah, it comes around
Missed it so easy say where have you gone
I'm lookin' for somewhere that I can lay down my arms

Oh, I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough
I'm still lost and running, somewhere I lay down my arms
Oh, I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough

I'm taking my time I let it float away
Spinnin' no lies and you got nothing to say
The further we slip into this rabbit hole
The harder we look for a new place to go

Oh, I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough
No, I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough
I'm still lost and running, somewhere I lay down my arms
Oh, I'm still lost and running, I can't get enough

Well, the harder we look for the new place to go
Yeah, the harder we look for the new place to go
Where can I lay down my arms
Where can I lay down my arms