Live by the Gun Songtext

von Biddu

Power is the trip
Just ask anyone whos rich
Everybody knows that lifes a b****
Count the Money
Feel the greed
But ask yourself
Is it worth the glee
Your so afraid of dying
Your every mothers son
But if you live your life by the gun
Prepare to die by the gun
When they see you come
People start to drift away
But who is more afraid its hard to say
Just a little man walking in a big mans shoes
But sooner or later they'll find you
Evil is what evil does
Drowning in your river of love
Your so afraid of dying
Your every mothers son
But if you live your life by the gun
Prepare to die by the gun
Listen.
For your pack and steel
Think your way above the law
Its a crazy world and your the metaphor
No place left to hide
Gods no longer by ur side
It seems you like you've boomed the shortest straw
Tell me hows it gone away
In a body bag
Alone my friend
Your so afraid of dying
Your every mothers son
But if you live your life by the gun
Prepare to die by the gun
Prepare to die by the gun
Prepare to die by the gun