Run 'Til You're Dust
I was sitting there in silence waiting for the pain to come
I was holding onto nothing, a soldier holding on to a gun
Not a day goes by I don't question why, we let it all burn up in the sun
Just a couple of kids lost in the mist, of trying to please everyone
But you can't please everyone, we were a
Hail Mary from a back row seat
Top of your lungs til your throat bleeds
It was ten years of nothing but gritting your teeth
And turning tires right down to the bones
We were old prized fighters thrown back in the ring
Back against the ropes only punching at the good things
Another pot of nothing at the end of the rainbow
If the papers ask it was all for rock n roll
I was medicated out of my mind I was up so high you'd think I could fly
There wasn't a damn thing I could get right
I was an echo in a canyon, with no one singing back yet
A kind of broken hallelujah, unexplained and bittersweet
Right where I needed to be
We were a
Hail Mary from a back row seat
Top of your lungs til your throat bleeds
It was ten years of nothing but gritting your teeth
And turning tires right down to the bones
We were old prized fighters thrown back in the ring
Back against the ropes only punching at the good things
Another pot of nothing at the end of the rainbow
If the papers ask it was all for rock n roll
With our fingers in our ears
We'll be young for a thousand years
When the lights go out and it all burns down
We'll be standing bold and proud
Right where we needed to be
You can't please everyone
We were a
Hail Mary from a back row seat
Top of your lungs til your throat bleeds
It was ten years of nothing but gritting your teeth
And turning tires right down to the bones
We were old prized fighters thrown back in the ring
Back against the ropes only punching at the good things
Another pot of nothing at the end of the rainbow
If the papers ask it was all for rock n roll
I was holding onto nothing, a soldier holding on to a gun
Not a day goes by I don't question why, we let it all burn up in the sun
Just a couple of kids lost in the mist, of trying to please everyone
But you can't please everyone, we were a
Hail Mary from a back row seat
Top of your lungs til your throat bleeds
It was ten years of nothing but gritting your teeth
And turning tires right down to the bones
We were old prized fighters thrown back in the ring
Back against the ropes only punching at the good things
Another pot of nothing at the end of the rainbow
If the papers ask it was all for rock n roll
I was medicated out of my mind I was up so high you'd think I could fly
There wasn't a damn thing I could get right
I was an echo in a canyon, with no one singing back yet
A kind of broken hallelujah, unexplained and bittersweet
Right where I needed to be
We were a
Hail Mary from a back row seat
Top of your lungs til your throat bleeds
It was ten years of nothing but gritting your teeth
And turning tires right down to the bones
We were old prized fighters thrown back in the ring
Back against the ropes only punching at the good things
Another pot of nothing at the end of the rainbow
If the papers ask it was all for rock n roll
With our fingers in our ears
We'll be young for a thousand years
When the lights go out and it all burns down
We'll be standing bold and proud
Right where we needed to be
You can't please everyone
We were a
Hail Mary from a back row seat
Top of your lungs til your throat bleeds
It was ten years of nothing but gritting your teeth
And turning tires right down to the bones
We were old prized fighters thrown back in the ring
Back against the ropes only punching at the good things
Another pot of nothing at the end of the rainbow
If the papers ask it was all for rock n roll
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Bay
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Let the Pain Do the Rest (Alternate Version)
- Can't Please Everyone (Hail Mary) [String Version]
- Wind Through Trees
- Let the Pain do the Rest
- Let a Little Light In
- Let a Little Light In
- Can't Please Everyone (Hail Mary)
- Run 'Til You're Dust
- The Smoakstack Sessions (Live at The Smoakstack)
- Patron Saint (Live at The Smoakstack)
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