Tim Myers february smoking gun

I'm this shadow on the run
Creeping underneath your skin
It feels like I'm only eyes on you
All track you down and sing with you
All the lies that you spun
No you can't run
You've got a smoking gun
You got a smoking gun
A deseasoned parasite
She's deformed in the night
It's all caving in on you
There's no one else you can turn to
Tangled in a spiderweb, their odds are all against you
You'e sinking mind goes smorm out
Watch the waves
You came to crash
You're drowning fast
You've got a smoking gun
You've got a smoking gun
A deseasoned parasite
She's deformed in the night