Exit

Cocked back.45
Hold me stay alive
Still fresh in my mind
The way that I begged
The things that I said
Oh the things that I said

Just a carpenter’s boy on a long ride home
And nobody noticed the boy on his own
Felt the gun to my brain
The metal sets in
I sink to the ground
As my soul wears thin

And there’s a knife in my back
And blood on your hands
I won’t listen to your dogma
I won’t listen to your dogma
Little girl on the street
With blood in your mouth
They’re gonna hang you for it
They’re gonna hang you for it
And now they're gonna need an answer
Oh, they're gonna need an answer
And they're gonna need an answer
Oh, they're gonna need an answer
Oh, they're gonna need an answer now
And then you will pay for that
And you will pay for that

Bitter sound of silence
Never suited you wrong
I can bury you well
I can bury you well
I hope you see
The homestretch
And you fall short