| Back in the day, I used to run my share of wild
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| Back when the nights went on forever
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| I tried to race my demons down the longest mile
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| I ran my best, but they ran better
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| I don’t chase wild horses any more
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| I’m all done running from the way I was before
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| Things I’ve done that I ain’t proud of
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| I can’t even stand the sound of
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| I still hear them knocking at my door
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| I don’t chase wild horses anymore
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| I don’t chase wild horses anymore
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| Outside my window, there’s a world that I know well
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| The names have changed, but not the faces
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| And I’ve already tasted everything they’ve got to sell
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| I’m staying out of their good graces
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| 'Cause I don’t chase wild horses any more
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| I’m all done running from the way I was before
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| Things I’ve done that I ain’t proud of
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| I can’t even stand the sound of
|
| I still hear them knocking at my door
|
| I don’t chase wild horses anymore
|
| I don’t chase wild horses anymore
|
| Back in the day, I used to run my share of wild
|
| Back when the nights went on forever
|
| And I don’t chase wild horses any more
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| I’m all done running from the way I was before
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| I don’t chase wild horses anymore
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| I don’t chase wild horses anymore |