You hold me down in the best way No quarter from these chains that I've Slept on my heart for a feeling Why can't I leave my demons left?
Keep screaming into the pillow 'Cause its touch gets me stupid high Oh glory, I'm a believer Oh lord, I'm holding tight but
Wild horses, wild horses Wild horses run faster, run faster Run faster! Wild horses run faster, run faster Run faster!
You call my truth in the worst way Through the dirty lands of a broken smile And I swear I'm not a pretender Sometimes it's love who's the biggest lie
So, I keep on landing the devil And you keep on saying it's alright Oh glory, I'm a believer Oh Lord, I'm holding tight, but
Wild horses, wild horses Wild horses run faster, run faster Run faster! Wild horses run faster, run faster Run faster!
So, I keep on landing the devil And you keep on saying it's alright Oh glory, I'm a believer Oh Lord, I'm holding tight, but
Wild horses, wild horses Wild horses run faster, run faster Run faster! Wild horses run faster, run faster Run faster! Wild horses run faster, run faster Run faster!
Compositores: Mark A Jackson (Mark Jackson), Sarah Grace Mclaughlin (Bishop Briggs), Ian Brendon Scott ECAD: Obra #13283629 Fonograma #17913165