Lyrics
Run it Gun It Chasing the crown / No chains, no rains, to keep me down / Run it Gun It Taking the win / All our lives Come down to this / The farm is bet / The candle lit / The bones are chilled / The bullet bit The salt is rubbed / The arms are born / The break is made / The knot is torn / Run it Gun It / Chasing the crown / No chains, no rains, to keep me down / Run it Gun It Taking the win / All our lives Come down to this
Written by: Joseph Saba, Stewart Winter
