Shut up
You're too high
You needs to chill out
F*ck up
Wasted times in the gutter
Is his life
He's a brother
You's another
Lost his wife
And the lady drinks her wine
And enjoys her night
Before he gives her a black eye
Children run around
Into the never of this town
And it brings us down
And the arms that used to love
Are scared and drunk
The meth and the heroine
Run wild
When we're high
We smile
She talks to me
When he won't talk to her
The hole in her
Swallows me
Getting torn so I can leave
Getting torn so I can be free
Children run around
Into the never of this town
And it brings us down
And the arms that used to love
Are scared and drunk
The meth and the heroine
Run wild
When we're high
We smile
Brent Beamer - Run Wild Lyrics
Brent Beamer - Run Wild Lyrics
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Shut up
You're too high
You needs to chill out
F*ck up
Wasted times in the gutter
Is his life
He's a brother
You's another
Lost his wife
And the lady drinks her wine
And enjoys her night
Before he gives her a black eye
Children run around
Into the never of this town
And it brings us down
And the arms that used to love
Are scared and drunk
The meth and the heroine
Run wild
When we're high
We smile
She talks to me
When he won't talk to her
The hole in her
Swallows me
Getting torn so I can leave
Getting torn so I can be free
Children run around
Into the never of this town
And it brings us down
And the arms that used to love
Are scared and drunk
The meth and the heroine
Run wild
When we're high
We smile
You're too high
You needs to chill out
F*ck up
Wasted times in the gutter
Is his life
He's a brother
You's another
Lost his wife
And the lady drinks her wine
And enjoys her night
Before he gives her a black eye
Children run around
Into the never of this town
And it brings us down
And the arms that used to love
Are scared and drunk
The meth and the heroine
Run wild
When we're high
We smile
She talks to me
When he won't talk to her
The hole in her
Swallows me
Getting torn so I can leave
Getting torn so I can be free
Children run around
Into the never of this town
And it brings us down
And the arms that used to love
Are scared and drunk
The meth and the heroine
Run wild
When we're high
We smile
Writer: BRENT CURTIS BEAMER
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave