Fuck
Shotgun Hours
Shotgun hours
Like 50 below
Shotgun hours
Chances you take
The rabbit turns rose
You've been born with a thousand things on your mind Shotgun hours
Held in your hands
Shotgun hours
Pushing the point between the muscle and skin And like a good friend I nevr know what to say Still claw on the lock on the door
And still look at the sky reachin for the shotgun Still pound on the lock on the door
And still I look at the sky
And don't know what I'm looking for
From Letras Mania