I'm Just A Hired Gun...
I'm Just A Hired Gun...
You Could Die Right Now
In My Arms, Now
In My Arms, Now
You Don't Know How To Feel It
With Your Hopes And Dreams
Slit Like Wrists...
Wrists...
Wrists...
Wrists...
Wrists...
Wrists...
Wrists...
Wrists...
Wrists...
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You
You Don't Know How To Fake It
You Could Die Right Now
In My Arms, Now
In My Arms, Now
Did You Walk Away
And Feel Nothing?
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You
I'm Just A Hired Gun...
I'm Just A Hired Gun...
(Background Distortion Vocals: My Soul!)
To Know!
(Background Distortion Vocals: Myself!)
(Background Distortion Vocals: My Dread!)
Expand!
(Background Distortion Vocals: We Run!)
Out Of Control!
Out Of Control!
Gimme Some, Gimme Some
You Gotta Gimme Some
Gimme Some, Gimme Some
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You.
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You.
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You.
Take My Selfish Dread,
And Use It,
On You!

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