Deep in the past,
We came triggered to the barrel blast,
On the avenue,
Where I would crash into you
What's done is done,
Life is a gun,
Life is a gun on the run,
Oh my dear, isn't life a gun?
A story shot-gunned that comes undone,
We came undone.
New York's cold,
On the road we become old
Standing still,
But I'm running against all my will
[Chorus:]
The well worn path
Was never something I would walk,
So lay it down,
Lay these guns in the ground
[Chorus:]
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