كلمات Run From The Gun

I got mad at history Picked it up and fell in love with everything Men and pen and paper Like the wind you let em in now they'll never leave Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the where the dead lay Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun You were sweer as poison Dried my mouth, took me out, and left me glad You did me no favors It was done by the last one that i ever had Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the where the dead lay Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the where the dead lay Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun It was laoded with the pressure Too much pressure to be measured I was holding you off the wrond and it felt right I got let down gently Never even knew the end was on the way Then i made my peace there Opened eyes and to my surprise it was a waste Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the where the dead lay Run from the gun, dont be afraid Run from the gun