Lyrics

Money fallin out the duffel bag Sweat while we're crossing Carolinas Trail of Gunpowder and Lead Is the only thing we'll leave behind us Outlaws like it bad No we'll never tell a soul what we know Cause when you have a love like that You take it to your tombstone Yeah we'll put our hands up If you're going I'm down right with ya Love on the run yeah 6 feet down that's where they'll find us They'll never see the day That we do our time (in handcuffs) Standing over our grave Only way to read our rights Miranda Bullets chasing our tires Got a warrant on our names in Alvarado Been looking for a thousand miles Double cross em yeah we doing figure 8s around the five-o They been in denial Looking for a trial Life sentence waiting for us in the dirt This fatal attraction's anything but tragic Better mark my words Yeah we'll put our hands up If you're going I'm down right with ya Love on the run yeah 6 feet down that's where they'll find us They'll never see the day That we do our time (in handcuffs) Standing over our grave Only way to read our rights Miranda Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Yeah we'll put our hands up If you're going I'm down right with ya Love on the run yeah 6 feet down that's where they'll find us They'll never see the day That we do our time (in handcuffs) Standing over our grave Only way to read our rights Miranda
Writer(s): Kendall Brower, Reyna Roberts, David Mescon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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