| Six-Gun Sucker Punch |
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| 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 |
| Cause when you die it’s like, like falling asleep |
| Only you never dream and you don’t ever wake up I only strip the bleeding |
