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We Run lyrics by Kristian Bush / Scooter Carusoe / Jennifer Nettles
Lyrics
"Snake oil and roses, pockets of dirt.
Hands of a fortune teller's son
Young love shaking the earth, like a heart shot out of a gun.
Lips like gravity pull me under, wreckless weather on his breath.
Smells like rain, it hits like thunder.
A storm is coming, I got nothing left.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Come undone like a string on a sweater, that you pull but you know better,
But doing what you shouldn'ts half the fun.
So we run.
Fire and laughter, fence posts flying.
Feel the fever in the air.
Can't remember what came before him, and what comes after I don't care.
Hands are tremblin', I swore I wouldn't.
One more look and I'll give in.
Hundred reasons why I shouldn't.
But I lost my heart and wanted him to win.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Come undone like a string on a sweater, old enough and should know better
But doin' what you shouldn'ts half the fun.
So we fun.
I hear the lever on his voice, it's a calling not a choice,
And I can't keep myself from following the sound.
Yeah you may never know, how fast that you can go,
Till someone lifts your feet up off the ground.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Come undone, yeah yeah yeah, undone.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Yeah"
FYI COL Mikel J. Burroughs LTC Stephen C. LTC (Join to see) Lt Col John (Jack) Christensen Maj Bill Smith, Ph.D. Maj William W. "Bill" Price Maj Marty Hogan SCPO Morris Ramsey SSG John Ross SGT Mark Halmrast Sgt Randy Wilber Sgt John H. SGT Gregory Lawritson CPL Dave Hoover SPC Margaret Higgins Cpl Gabriel F. Cynthia Croft
We Run lyrics by Kristian Bush / Scooter Carusoe / Jennifer Nettles
Lyrics
"Snake oil and roses, pockets of dirt.
Hands of a fortune teller's son
Young love shaking the earth, like a heart shot out of a gun.
Lips like gravity pull me under, wreckless weather on his breath.
Smells like rain, it hits like thunder.
A storm is coming, I got nothing left.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Come undone like a string on a sweater, that you pull but you know better,
But doing what you shouldn'ts half the fun.
So we run.
Fire and laughter, fence posts flying.
Feel the fever in the air.
Can't remember what came before him, and what comes after I don't care.
Hands are tremblin', I swore I wouldn't.
One more look and I'll give in.
Hundred reasons why I shouldn't.
But I lost my heart and wanted him to win.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Come undone like a string on a sweater, old enough and should know better
But doin' what you shouldn'ts half the fun.
So we fun.
I hear the lever on his voice, it's a calling not a choice,
And I can't keep myself from following the sound.
Yeah you may never know, how fast that you can go,
Till someone lifts your feet up off the ground.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Come undone, yeah yeah yeah, undone.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
So we run, yeah yeah yeah, we run.
Yeah"
FYI COL Mikel J. Burroughs LTC Stephen C. LTC (Join to see) Lt Col John (Jack) Christensen Maj Bill Smith, Ph.D. Maj William W. "Bill" Price Maj Marty Hogan SCPO Morris Ramsey SSG John Ross SGT Mark Halmrast Sgt Randy Wilber Sgt John H. SGT Gregory Lawritson CPL Dave Hoover SPC Margaret Higgins Cpl Gabriel F. Cynthia Croft
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