Hey mister can you help me I'm a loner on the run I'm just looking for tomorrow And I ain't gonna hurt no one
I jumped headfirst into a bottle I was looking for a friend Came up just short of nothing I didn't find the truth I only found an end
So tell me who's gonna save me Or my father or my son When the only justice a man can see Is the barrel... of a loaded gun
I been broke and I've been hungry I think they're both my middle name But I don't never ever never seem to get enough Still guess I can't complain
'cause what you get in life you take it You've gotta hold on and make it last They say good things come to those who wait But it's life that goes so fast
And when there's just one rule you live by Each day you kiss the rising sun When you live and die by the life we breathe In the barrel of a loaded gun
Guns talk to me in my sleep at night And a gun somewhere is burning With my name
Winners are losers And losers will have to face All those yesterdays And all of the dreams they blew away
So mister can you help me Or are you my gun Have the ghosts of justice Brought you here to me to taste The barrel of a loaded gun
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