Heroes Enemies and Earth
Never once belonged in a cornered thief Or a gambler’s hand A jealous lover with eyes of revenge Wicked to waste just nineteen years A hate laced trigger beckons mothers’ tears Shouldn’t walk at night on the streets alone Or even feel safe in ones own home And take care when eyes on your cash Do fall when a bullet flies Can make our children die instead Like a master plan Doing all it can
Such a shame got one to defend Then a young boy finds it and meets his end Or when its strapped to hate’s side like a southern king No way to describe the power that it brings It’s sad Before the youth skin sheds Lost his life instead, and once a grip taste steel Will change the tides from truth to surreal Anger was never good judgments friend A future looks down the sights And so begins the end The master plan doing all it can
Came running in only to slide out A firing pin and a ride out What it takes to be a man inside out Can’t be worth the trade to find out To thinking a trigger defines you Just another maze to wind through Until the grave or a sentence surprise you And though we look out for number one The meaning of life has no gun It’s giving it back not taking one Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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