What i don`t understand is why you`re there with that gun in your hand you`ve got the power, i`m in control you wash your hands, i`ve got your soul
and in easy delight your holy conscience shining so bright walking on a trail of tears the salty taste in your beer proves you`re wrong
And in the end it stops you weren`t proud enough to ever ease your mind and now you have to face it tried to escape and hide from all those sorry sights you`ve proven all along you`re stranger to my song
And you`re trapped you can`t run your decay has almost begun only with that friend in hand you can believe that you`re a real man
Tomorrow`s over, tomorrow just died i`ve done a good job you now belong to yesterday
I will not run no more
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