Born To Run Lyrics - Atlantis: Hymns For Disco - K-os

I'm at a hot creep show 

Same old thing on the radio 

Who's that coming 'round 

Suffering popularity breakdown? 

I can't, it's funny 

That, that I got stopped when I'm walking the streets 

Walking down streets, walking down paths 

With the kids in the back way 

I said, "If you can't dance to this, it doesn't matter 

If you can't dance to this, it doesn't matter" 

Yeah, yeah, I was running around with my head in the sand 

Looking for a pupil in a new fan 

She told me before, baby, do your own dance 

Stay off the highway 

That doesn't mean you were born to run 

Either we're vain or we're broken hearted 

We don't believe in a heaven above 

That's why we're back to the place that we started 

That doesn't mean you were born to run 

Either we're vain or we're broken hearted 

As sure as the stars in the skies above 

We're goin' back to the place that we started 

We fell from sky and universe 

When we fell in love with the sound 

Of the birds and all the ocean likes 

And the gravity pulling us down 

Time won't let you go 

There are some things you'll never know 

I'm hoping that she walks through the door 

I'm in here 

If the sky would fall 

Will it take that to bring us together? 

Do we have to start all over again? 

That doesn't mean you were born to run 

Either we're vain or we're broken hearted 

As sure as the stars in the skies above 

We're going back to the place that we started 

Born to run until we fell in love 

Born to run until we fell 

Born to run until we fell in love 

Born to run until we fell 

I'm at, I'm at a hot creep show 

Same old thing on the radio 

Who's that coming 'round 

Suffering popularity breakdown? 

I think it's funny 

That, that I got harassed when I'm walking the streets 

Walking down streets, walking down paths 

With the kids in the back way 

I said, "If you can't dance to this, it doesn't matter 

If you can't dance to this, it doesn't matter" 

I was running around with my head in the sand 

Looking for a pupil in a new fan 

Told me before, baby, do your own dance 

Stay off the highway