Dead Man Walking

Dead man!
Dead man!
Dead man!
You're a fuckin' dead man!
Dead man!
Dead man!
Dead man!
You're a fuckin' dead man!

Why you lookin' at me so stupid, man?
What you think
That I never dug a hole before?
I've been on the other side of the gun
Once or twice in my life
Yeah that's for sure
It's all about who's gonna
Go out and get it
Then it's all about who wants it more
When the time comes you just gotta dead it
Make sure that you even the score
Don't leave the bullet casings on the floor

You can run you can hide all you want
One of these days you'll get what's coming
You're a dead man walkin'

Dead man!
Dead man!
Dead man!
You're a fuckin' dead man!

It's the same all the time
Can't make up your mind
This place gets colder
Every goddamn night
Should I stay or leave?
I've got nothing left
But nothing's better than being dead

Here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man
Cash out a big amount and leave town
Hit the road in a Cadillac
I'm talking shit
But could you really imagine that?
See the knife slash
And hear the gun go
Bap! Bap! Bap!
I don't think that you
Could ever handle that
But don't look away
Cause that's not okay
See the look on their face
As they pass away

You can run you can hide all you want
One of these days you'll get what's coming
You're a dead man walkin'

It's the same all the time
Can't make up your mind
This place gets colder every goddamn night
Should I stay or leave?
I got nothing left
But nothing's better than being dead
You're walking the line
Of dark and night
The tightrope breaks
Then it's your goddamn life
So choose your side
Before it's too late
Or make Angels cry
And make the Devil's day



Credits
Writer(s): Piffbreak Arcade
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