Run From the Gun (исполнитель: Dead Confederate)

I got mad at history
 Picked it up and fell in love with everything
 Men and pen and paper
 Like the wind you let ‘em in now they'll never leave. [bad word] from the gun don't be afraid [bad word] from the gun where the dead lay [bad word] from the gun don't be afraid [bad word] from the gun...
 You were sweet as poison
 Dried my mouth took me out and left me glad
 You did me no favors
 It was dumb and the last one that I ever had [bad word] from the gun don't be afraid [bad word] from the gun where the dead lay [bad word] from the gun don't be afraid [bad word] from the gun...
 It was loaded with the pressure
 Too much pressure to be measured
 I was holding off the wrong and the right...
 I got let down gently
 Never even knew the end was on the way
 Then I made my peace there
 Opened eyes and my surprise it was a waste [bad word] from the gun don't be afraid [bad word] from the gun where the dead lay [bad word] from the gun don't be afraid [bad word] from the gun..
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