| Runnin for the mountains
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| Yeah I got a heavy load thats been hauntin' my day
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| Fightin' my own demons
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| Seems like its getting a lot harder these days
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| But I’m doin' what I can runnin' from my crazy ways
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| Tattooed and branded, shootin' down fame, don' it my own way
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| Livin' like and outlaw, lovin' all the pain and the hard times comin' my way
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| No I’m not losin' myself to the changin' ways of today
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| Busted and held for ransome
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| Yeah I’ve don my time gettin' beat by the man
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| Drifin' stoned and lonesome
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| Yeah I know how to get by the best that I can
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| Yeah I’m lookin' for a mountain to wash my dirty hands
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| Yeah I’m lookin' for a mountain that I wanna call home
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| Yeah I’m lookin' for a mountain, a place to rest my bones and I just wanna
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| breath that mountain air til I’m gone
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| Runnin' on empty, I been speedin' so hard my eyes are turnin' gray
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| Feelin' mean and shaky from all the hellraisin' I’ve done for today
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| Now I’m headin' down south tryin to find a better way
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| Yeah I’m lookin' for a mountain that I wanna call home
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| Yeah I’m lookin' for a mountain a place to rest my bones
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| Yeah I know I been ridin high and that made mama cry cause I been busted my
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| whole damn life
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| I been busted my whole damn life
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| I been busted… yeah I know how to run, I know how to survive cause I been
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| busted my whole damn life |