"Born" lyrics

"Born"

Small town, big town
All got a hometown
Two-lane, six-lane
All got a memory lane
New friends, old friends
Couple or a bunch of them
Beer can, Jack man
Love getting drunk with them

Got some angels, got our demons
Got some don't got reasons

We all wanna know what we're made for
Is this the right road, is that the right door?
Who we're meant to be or meant to be more
Are we the sun or are we the storm?
For every unknown, one thing's for sure
We've all been living since the day we were born
Born, born

I wanna be myself, wanna be anybody else
No ring, no strings
Then I want the whole thing
Heart bent, heart broke
Been a little bit of both
Keeping it simple ain't simple, hell no

We all wanna know what we're made for
Is this the right road, is that the right door?
Who we're meant to be or meant to be more
Are we the sun or are we the storm?
For every unknown, one thing's for sure
We've all been living since the day we were born

For the spotlight, born for the neon
Red dirt, white sand, born to put our feet on
Born to be wild, to smile, to dance
Born to die trying to leave a good stamp down here
Down here

What does life and love and truth all mean?
Are we making it harder than it has to be?
Am I making it harder than it has to be?

We all wanna know what we're made for
Is this the right road, is that the right door?
Who we're meant to be or meant to be more
Are we the sun or are we the storm?
For every unknown, one thing's for sure
We've all been living since the day we were born
All been living since the day we were born

For the spotlight, born for the neon
Red dirt, white sand, born to put our feet on
Born to be wild, to smile, to dance
Born to die trying to leave a good stamp down here
Down here, down here


Writer(s): Heather Lynn Morgan, Greylan James Egan
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