Run
Run, run, run
Keep on beating them down
What could make you so mad
To beat your own children black and blue
Your time will come
When the beat downs turn to you
You call yourself a man
Your children black and blue
Once again, black and blue
Once again, black and blue
Run, run, run
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
Run, run, run
The old man is drunk again
From the hand that feeds
It turns into a fist
The nightmares are our memories
The broken homes and noses that bleed
Afraid to stay, nowhere to turn
Domestic violence tragedies
Run, run, run
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
Run, run, run
Why don't you walk away
You need to make a choice
'Cause things will never change
I ask the mothers
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
I ask the mothers
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
The nightmares are our memories
The broken homes and noses that bleed
Afraid to stay, nowhere to turn
Domestic violence tragedies
Run, run, run
Keep on beating them down
What could make you so mad
To beat your own children?
Keep on beating them down
What could make you so mad
To beat your own children black and blue
Your time will come
When the beat downs turn to you
You call yourself a man
Your children black and blue
Once again, black and blue
Once again, black and blue
Run, run, run
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
Run, run, run
The old man is drunk again
From the hand that feeds
It turns into a fist
The nightmares are our memories
The broken homes and noses that bleed
Afraid to stay, nowhere to turn
Domestic violence tragedies
Run, run, run
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
Run, run, run
Why don't you walk away
You need to make a choice
'Cause things will never change
I ask the mothers
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
I ask the mothers
Why don't you walk away
Abusive husbands
A childhood lost betrayed
The nightmares are our memories
The broken homes and noses that bleed
Afraid to stay, nowhere to turn
Domestic violence tragedies
Run, run, run
Keep on beating them down
What could make you so mad
To beat your own children?
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Balchack, Brett Rasmussen, Zoltan Teglas, Craig Anderson
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