100 lyrics for "Run, run, running"

Oh what's in you now? Oh. What's in you now? Step inside this nightmare where I live Oh what's in you now? Helter Skelter running through my veins What's in you? The madman roams inside my head The madman roams inside my head Satan's coming on his way
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I'm living bad dreams I can't run from you This nightmare's coming true Your passion drains Fear starts running deep I'm falling in slow motion
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I'm running after you throughout The valleys of tormented souls Don't you be afraid of me only kissing your shadows You're so far away, I can your scent When I carries your shadow And if you truly want I'll cross the line I'll follow Eight above yer
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Giving me shivers, you're making me lose my mind So just do what you do, what you do Make my body shiver You're giving me shivers, running up all my spine Always deliver, hand on my triggers Baby, it's chemical, something about you really drives me crazy
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Darling calm down, calm down You lose yourself in the clouds Slow down, slow down Play your right team, hard stay, restless running wild Just a lonely, just a lonely lonely child And I remember all the words that you said That love is just a spark that
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I'm not in love (Ah ah ah) you sexy thing I'm always looking for something new Yeah you know it yeah (Ah ah ah) you move around now you show it It's just a phase that I'm going through Don't go running away Oh I'm not in love I try to tell myself all the
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Time was running fast (Hmmm) While we were walking so slow (Hmmm) As I watched us grow and grow (Hmmm) We carried our love in cups to go (Grew so tall our heads hit ceilings) Trouble seemed so small (Outgrew all the doors and walls) We never needed any
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'Cause you've been running circles 'round My mind, turning me inside out And I fell for you but hit the ground 'Cause the only love I've known has let me Down and I need lifting up Now you ain't here I'm sleeping rough And I'm praying I can pray enough
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La-la, how the life goes on Ob la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra Ob-la di, ob-la-da, life goes on, bra In a couple of years they have built A home sweet home With a couple of kids running in the yard Of Desmond and Molly Jones Happy ever after in the
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