| Caught under the gun
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| Exhausting all my fumes I run
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| Tangled in the web you’ve spun
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| A temporary high
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| For a never ending low
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| Ecstasy burns fast
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| Guilt consumes us slow
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| You know
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| Caught under the gun
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| My spirit broken faith is gone
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| There isn’t much I haven’t done
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| A temporary lie
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| For a never ending truth
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| A blissful haze won’t last
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| When the one to blame
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| Is you
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| Is you
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| I can’t find an open hand in sight
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| And this cross I bear gets heavier each mile
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| So light a candle in my name
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| And say a prayer for me today
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| A prayer for me
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| Caught under the gun
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| My will is shot my fight is done
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| Tangled in the web you’ve spun
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| The calm before the storm
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| Where devastation is born
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| I can’t find an open hand in sight
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| And this cross I bear gets heavier each mile
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| So light a candle in my name
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| And say a prayer for me today
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| I can’t find an open hand in sight
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| And this cross I bear gets heavy
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| I can’t find an open hand in sight
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| And this cross I bear gets heavier each mile
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| So light a candle in my name |