Silver Gun
Maybe it's time to run
There's blood on my silver gun
And you hardly need me
But it feeds me
It believes in me
And gives me a way to feel
The weight that's been on my mind
Got away this time
And it fades to nothing
But it feeds me
It believes in me
And gives me a way to feel
There's blood on my silver gun
And you hardly need me
But it feeds me
It believes in me
And gives me a way to feel
The weight that's been on my mind
Got away this time
And it fades to nothing
But it feeds me
It believes in me
And gives me a way to feel
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Slamka
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