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Runnin’ on My Own Damn Rules by Westin Brooks is a hard-edged outlaw country anthem about living free, rejecting control, and owning every scar along the way. Built on steel-spined independence and unapologetic grit, this song is for anyone who refuses to live by someone else’s rules. 🎶 Outlaw Country • Rebel Country • Independence Anthem Lyrics Chorus / Intro I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules, Ain’t takin’ orders from saints or fools. You can judge my life from your churchhouse stools, But I ain’t one of your break-in schools. Raise your brows while I raise hell’s jewels— Yeah, I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules. Verse 1 I was born with a spine too strong to bend, A stubborn streak that won’t pretend. Mama prayed I’d grow outta this fire, But trouble kept feedin’ my desire. I’ve been knocked down, but not controlled, A wild-heart outlaw grown too bold. You can’t cage a storm or tame these fuels— I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules. Chorus I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules, Ain’t takin’ orders from saints or fools. You can judge my life from your churchhouse stools, But I ain’t one of your break-in schools. Raise your brows while I raise hell’s jewels— Yeah, I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules. Verse 2 I’ve fought the law and I’ve fought fate, Both learned quick they showed up late. I’ve walked out proud from every flame, Call it reckless, I call it my name. You want straight lines? I break ’em clean, I live between where the ghosts convene. Ain’t no crown for a man this cruel— Still runnin’ on my own damn rules. Chorus I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules, Ain’t takin’ orders from saints or fools. You can judge my life from your churchhouse stools, But I ain’t one of your break-in schools. Raise your brows while I raise hell’s jewels— Yeah, I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules. Verse 3 When my last sunrise hits the ridge, And I’m layin’ cold by the pasture’s edge, Don’t dress me up like I changed too late— Write “He lived fierce” on that iron gate. Tell ’em I rode where the wild ones roam, Made every mistake, but made ’em my own. And I’ll die proud with these worn-out tools— Still runnin’ on my own damn rules. Chorus / Outro I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules, Ain’t takin’ orders from saints or fools. Let the angels sigh and the devil drool— I’ll walk in smokin’, strong, and cool. If freedom’s sin, then I’m sin’s fuel— Yeah… I’m runnin’ on my own damn rules. 🔗 Listen & Follow Westin Brooks 🎥 YouTube: https://westinbrookslf.com/YouTube 🎧 Spotify: https://westinbrookslf.com/spotify 🍎 Apple Music: https://westinbrookslf.com/applemusic 🛒 Amazon Music: https://westinbrookslf.com/amazonmusic 🎵 TikTok:   / westinbrookslf   🎶 Liquid Flow Records Country Playlist: https://westinbrookslf.com/LFRCountry... 💬 Liquid Flow Music Discord Community: https://westinbrookslf.com/Discord 📻 Liquid Flow Music 24/7 Kick Station: https://westinbrookslf.com/247Kick #WestinBrooks #RunninOnMyOwnDamnRules #OutlawCountry #RebelCountry #FreedomAnthem #DefiantCountry #SouthernOutlaw #CountryRebellion #NewCountryMusic #CountryLyrics