Baby come a rolling
Down where the
Sun is showing
I wanna be
Your promised land
You will understand
Just like a hunting knife
I'm gonna tear you out
River wash it all away
My head is in its hands
Take the shirt
Off your back
Under the bridge
By the railroad tracks
I can tell there's something
On your mind
We lay down
On overgrown vines
Earth she begin to move
Toss us up and down
Holding onto thorns
Falling through the trees
I cant say I'm surprised
Cause every time
I close my eyes
Visions of the sun
Going black
I know now
I'm not turning back
The road has gotten
Much too steep
Carolina has me
In its teeth
And in the swamplands
Of troubled love
My heart rises up
Through the mud
Just like a hunting knife
I'm gonna tear you out
River wash it all away
My head is in its hands
Suns - I'm Gonna Tear You Out Lyrics
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Baby come a rolling
Down where the
Sun is showing
I wanna be
Your promised land
You will understand
Just like a hunting knife
I'm gonna tear you out
River wash it all away
My head is in its hands
Take the shirt
Off your back
Under the bridge
By the railroad tracks
I can tell there's something
On your mind
We lay down
On overgrown vines
Earth she begin to move
Toss us up and down
Holding onto thorns
Falling through the trees
I cant say I'm surprised
Cause every time
I close my eyes
Visions of the sun
Going black
I know now
I'm not turning back
The road has gotten
Much too steep
Carolina has me
In its teeth
And in the swamplands
Of troubled love
My heart rises up
Through the mud
Just like a hunting knife
I'm gonna tear you out
River wash it all away
My head is in its hands
Down where the
Sun is showing
I wanna be
Your promised land
You will understand
Just like a hunting knife
I'm gonna tear you out
River wash it all away
My head is in its hands
Take the shirt
Off your back
Under the bridge
By the railroad tracks
I can tell there's something
On your mind
We lay down
On overgrown vines
Earth she begin to move
Toss us up and down
Holding onto thorns
Falling through the trees
I cant say I'm surprised
Cause every time
I close my eyes
Visions of the sun
Going black
I know now
I'm not turning back
The road has gotten
Much too steep
Carolina has me
In its teeth
And in the swamplands
Of troubled love
My heart rises up
Through the mud
Just like a hunting knife
I'm gonna tear you out
River wash it all away
My head is in its hands
Writer: Cole Anson
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