Karma To Burn
Six Gun Sucker Punch
A pale, haunted man walks through this crowded land,
he holds his gun like a girl.
Teared down this last stand, choking on spit and lead.
He wants his women to scream.
The lights shudder, reach you motherfucker
The lights shudder, reach you motherfucking clown
You're not alone, man, 'cos when you die it's like falling asleep,
only you never dream and you don't ever wake up.
I only strip the bleeding.
Ah. Ah ...
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