You, father, you ever wonder
Or if my dealt card has numbed the pain you laid found out what you are, wishing on a star
I got a gun
I'm on the run
And now it's time to pay And nothing to say
question words of blame
You, father, you ever dare
Or this world I've drained
Hen of guilt and shame
Flushing hopes today And nothing to say
I'm on the run
I got a gun
Blow yourself away
I gotta gun
And nothing to say
And now it's time to playI'm on the run.
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