Testo Runaway - OPM

Testo della canzone Runaway (OPM), tratta dall'album Golden State of Mind

I'm on the run from the law
Gotta make it to the border
They say this time I fell too far
Yeah, living in disorder
They don't like the way I live my life
Because I give up nothing
Gotta fight so live my life on the run
It's just begun, come on, take a ride with me
Yeah, into the horizon
We ain't never coming back
Severed all my ties and my bags are packed
Got my guitar and a few old rags
Got a pack of smokes, 12 pack
And a pack of cigs' and
They want to put me away so
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
I'm wanted 'cause I just won't obey
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
Everything we have, they
Try to take away, oh darling
I'm so sorry that it's got to be this way
Try to do things my way
I took a gamble, I was wrong
So now it's time to ramble
As I face incarceration
You can meet me at the station
It'll be like a vacation
We ain't never coming back
Severed all my ties and my bags are packed
Got my guitar and a few old rags
Got a pack of smokes, 12 pack
And a pack of cigs' and
They want to put me away so
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
I'm wanted 'cause I just won't obey
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
As soon as the day fades away
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
I'm wanted 'cause I just won't obey
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
Some people take their sweet time
Some people pay you no mind
Some people get lost and become hard to find
Some people like abuse
Some people have to use
Some people can't refuse
So they play the game to lose
Some people lay it on the line
Some people think it's fine
Some people think they're time
So quick to drop a dime
I do what I do, I do it for fun
And I don't really hurt no one
They judge me, say I'm wrong
So I'm living on the run
Living on the run
Living on the run, whoa
They want to put me away so
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
I'm wanted 'cause I just won't obey
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
As soon as the day fades away
Come with me and we'll run away, run away
I'm wanted 'cause I just won't obey
Come with me and we'll run away, yeah, yeah
We'll run away, ooh
Run away
We ain't never coming back
Severed all my ties and my bags are packed
Got my guitar and a few old rags
Got a pack of smokes, 12 pack



Credits
Writer(s): James Corr, Sharon Corr, Andrea Jane Corr, Caroline Georgina Corr
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