Sangtekster
We could find a porch to hold us
Where we could all scream "Childers"
Drink the shit that kills us
'Til we all remember
Who it was when we were younger
Before the world took our pride
We were walking in straight lines
Tryna find who's good to drive
And I've had so many evenings
The way I've felt I can't recall
Was I jumping from the rafters
When my buddies broke my fall?
By the end of the night
Will we be flying or crying
Talkin' 'bout the times
We've spent living towards dying
So don't stop running, boy
But don't be naive
'Cause this world will burn and break you
Worse than hearts like ours believe
Don't stop dancing, girl
'Til it feels right
we'll be flying or crying
By the end of the night
You always snuck up in my front seat
With some reasons of your own
Tryna get a plainsman
Drunk and all alone
But don't you go falling for
And don't you go believing
A boy with calloused hands
With a mind set on leaving
So don't stop running, boy
But don't be naive
'Cause this world will burn and break you
Worse than hearts like ours believe
Don't stop dancing, girl
'Til it feels right
we'll be flying or crying
By the end of the night
All the moments that we've been through
All the memories we've made
I don't think God'd be willing
To come down here and save
Some heathens from the flatlands
Who only bitch and moan
But if I'm going down
Least I'm not going down alone
Don't stop running boy
But don't be naive
'Cause this world will break and burn you
Worse than hearts like ours believe
Don't stop dancing girl
'Til it feels right
we'll be flying or crying
By the end of the night
(Okay, made it through it alright, that was a shocker)
(Killed it, thank you guys so much)
Zachary Lane Bryan
Warner Chappell Music, Inc.