Annimal Machine
a fistful of dollars
Iâve been
Walking so far away
Iâm dragging on wine
My horse has died and
The storm makes me feel
Dizzy
I can see
A gunman on the road
Heâs pointing to me
On the head
I told him to shoot
Shoot Me!
He lift his gun
Hold the fear to die
To offer me
A fistful of dollars
Sight heâs on his knees
Lurking praying for god
I keep walking
A couple of miles
A serpent
Got closer to me
Try to buy my thoughts
You would be the one
She said
Humanity is yours
She said
I just keep walking away