The Second Gun
I am the Second Gun
The one nobody one runs from
When the shooting starts
The huddled will countdown
Until I come around
It's the sickness in his head
Not the trigger or the lead
That all the grabbers would have you believe
Those are things you just don't need
I am the Second Gun
The one nobody one runs from
When the shooting starts
The huddled will countdown
Until I come around
You can teach the world to sing
With the harmony that it brings
I'll stand ready in the wings
To defend your life when the first shot rings
When he's got you on your knees
Begging the last of his sanity
Remind him of the gun-free zone
But that's just where his victims roam
The only way to love and peace
Is deter and protect to keep us free
To stand when called to save the day
From the freaks who will get them anyway
When the bullets start flying
The money starts flowing
And the usual suspects prepare for their live shots
Or write the ledes that leave the truth to bleed
Calling for laws that only hurt you and me
I am the Second Gun
I may be a cop or just someone
Who's in the right place to do what needs to be done
I carry to carry on
A news flash for the Left
The Second defends the rest
Confiscation is theft
Your Last Rites will be the only ones left
I am the Second Gun
The one nobody one runs from
The one nobody one runs from
When the shooting starts
The huddled will countdown
Until I come around
It's the sickness in his head
Not the trigger or the lead
That all the grabbers would have you believe
Those are things you just don't need
I am the Second Gun
The one nobody one runs from
When the shooting starts
The huddled will countdown
Until I come around
You can teach the world to sing
With the harmony that it brings
I'll stand ready in the wings
To defend your life when the first shot rings
When he's got you on your knees
Begging the last of his sanity
Remind him of the gun-free zone
But that's just where his victims roam
The only way to love and peace
Is deter and protect to keep us free
To stand when called to save the day
From the freaks who will get them anyway
When the bullets start flying
The money starts flowing
And the usual suspects prepare for their live shots
Or write the ledes that leave the truth to bleed
Calling for laws that only hurt you and me
I am the Second Gun
I may be a cop or just someone
Who's in the right place to do what needs to be done
I carry to carry on
A news flash for the Left
The Second defends the rest
Confiscation is theft
Your Last Rites will be the only ones left
I am the Second Gun
The one nobody one runs from
Credits
Writer(s): James Loeffler
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