Texty

I thought I had my share Of silver in my hair And lady luck's zooming in on me But the fortunate son Born with a loaded gun Wasn't really me I run the endless mile A number in a file And my past is ahead of me It's like a russian roulette You can place your bet On the lucky wheel (Take it away or leave it) (If this is your chance you need it) Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running (Keep on running, keep on running) And how the story goes That's something I should know But I was born to a different beat So in this wellused face There's not a sacred place That you could see And there's no alibies To cover up the signs In every eye that is watching me Ooh those sunny days and wine What a long lost time Of makebelieve (Take it away or leave it) (If this is your chance you need it) Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running Solo (Kekekeep on, kekekeep on) (Keep on running, keep on running) (Keep on running, keep on running) (Keep on running, keep on running) (Keep on running, keep on running) I thought I had my share Of silver in my hair And lady luck's zooming in on me But the fortunate son Born with a loaded gun Wasn't really me (Take it away or leave it) If this is my chance I need it Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running Don't say go I keep on running, keep on running I keep on running, keep on running I keep on running, keep on running I keep on running, keep on running I keep on running, keep on running
Writer(s): Per-johan Widestrand, Ben Marlene, Sir Johansen, Pelle Pop, Johan Stark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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