I Was Once, Possibly, Maybe, Perhaps A Cowboy King
I see myself there waiting by the roadside,
Laid claim to nothing but a black bag and the attire I stand in.
No name,
No history,
Just a target on my temple and a hole in my head.
I could've been one of kings!
The shell of a boy of the man that I used to be,
A monkey in a man suit!
I stand here as nothing to you.
Wind me up and watch me go.
Lay down your guns!
Cut me from ear to ear!
Eye for an eye!
The glass is long gone broken!
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I walk this road alone,
No thanks to you.
I walk this road alone,
No thanks to you,
No thanks to you.
Load up your six-shot baby,
Put it to my head!
Pull the trigger,
Blank I'd figured!
Put it to me, dead!
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Lay your guns down, let me die!
Why won't you just let me die?
Lay your guns down, let me die!
Why won't you just let me die?
Lay your guns down, let me die!
Scars don't heal when you keep cutting,
Always cutting,
Cutting deeper,
Always deeper!
'Yeeha'
Scars don't heal when you keep cutting!
Man made the cars to take us over the road
Man made the train to carry the heavy load
Man made electric light to take us out of the dark
Man made the boat for the water, like Noah made the ark
Man thinks about our little bitty baby girls and our baby boys
Oi jau cia turetu padirbeti viesuju rysiu specialistai.welcome to XXI century Negi nesimato kad rusai iki mano amziaus megsta vakarietiska kultura.ta pati muzika filmai drabuziai keliones.jiems priklauso ateitis te seniai pasilaidoja po tankais o ne jie