Weep

Shot myself in the foot
Trying to wave John Wayne's gun
Shot my friends and brothers
Till the civil war was won

Paranoia, paranoia
Darling set me free
I got chains wrapped 'round my long tired arms
They hold me to my misery

The lights are out
The city's gone to sleep
I'll sit in the dark now
I suppose I'm supposed to weep



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Writer(s): Cameron Summers
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