Hillsburn - Run Down Lyrics
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Run Down
Run Down Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Run Down By Hillsburn?
I'm sick and awful tired of working
And never seeming closer to that dream God, I'm running out of steam Do you die in the house you're born in? Do the fortunes of your family shape your own? Is your future coded in your bones? One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down Want to scream so loud One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down In the garden as a kid you're praised for Sharing all the tools you need to play Then someone locks the tools away Lately I can't shake this vision I'm standing in a mansion burning bright And laughing 'cause I like the sight Ooh, saw my mother scrape and save Curtsy through her youth And rage into her grave Ooh, said, the fruit is ripe up high But trunks are made for shaking So shake 'em Shake 'em One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down Want to scream so loud One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down Like a boiler set to scream A body struggling to breathe I want to, I want to yell Honey, help me ring that bell One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down Yeah! One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down Want to scream so loud One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down Want to scream so loud One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down Want to scream so loud One, two, three Stomp your feet with me if you're run down |
Who Wrote Run Down By Hillsburn?
Paul Andrew Aarntzen
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What's The Duration Of The Run Down By Hillsburn?The duration of Run Down is 2:21 minutes and seconds. |
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