You took it for granted, you thought I would leave Your friends were in the bar, you picked a fight You never expected that I was protected You never saw the danger in your sight In shock, your friends all around you See you lying in a pool of red It's quiet, the bar becomes silent They can't accept the fact that you're dead Rednecks, your friends all started crying Too bad they never realized Justice, my shotgun justice left you paralyzed You thought I had left but I went to my car I came back with my shotgun too Returned in a minute, I fired my rounds And now there's nothing left of you I never look for trouble, but if trouble comes around I've got the shortest fuse of any psychopath in town You should't talk to strangers, there might be a price to pay Too late to change your attitude you just got blown away Itchy trigger, finger I reacted instantly No one else will have to deal with your mentality A cancer on society, you'll pick no fights again You're just a mess of rotting flesh whose time has come my friend Life is just a memory, you got what you deserved You thought you were a tough guy, thought you'd get on someone's nerves Everybody left the bar, you called those traitors friends No one came to help you, no one came to your defense Your friends all learned a lesson, too bad it come too late Now they know the consequence of those of us who hate You stare blank at the ceilling, you forgot to close your eyes This is how a scumbag dies!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
