Rooster - Staring at the Sun (Video) Lyrics
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Staring at the Sun (Video)
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What Are The Lyrics For Staring at the Sun (Video) By Rooster?
Daylight on my shoulder
Makes me feel alive You kept me standing in your shadow And it's a cold cold place to hide I'm running away from this messed up place I'm breaking free, yeah yeah I'm tired of staring at the sun Can't stand the way you burn my eyes so I can't see Stealing every breath I breathe You push me into overdrive And I don't need this kind of high 'cause now I'm done You took everything while I was staring at the sun I know you won't let me Just turn and walk away You tie me up kick me around Trying to kill my dreams and break me down But I won't hang around I'm running away from this messed up place I'm breaking free, yeah yeah I'm tired of staring at the sun Can't stand the way you burn my eyes so I can't see Stealing every breath I breathe You push me into overdrive And I don't need this kind of light 'cause now I'm done You took everything while I was staring at the sun I was staring at the sun Daylight on my shoulder I know its time to run Yes I know its time to run I'm tired of staring at the sun Can't stand the way you burn my eyes so I can't see Stealing every breath I breathe (stealing every breath I breathe) You push me into overdrive And I don't need this kind of high 'cause now I'm done You took everything while I was staring at the sun Yeah, yeah staring at the sun You took everything while I was staring at the sun |
Who Wrote Staring at the Sun (Video) By Rooster?
Nick Atkinson, Luke Potashnick, Steve Robson
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