Lyrics:

In the shit house, a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
If only the hunter was hunted
In this tin can town,
No stars in the black night
Looks like the sky fall down,
No sun in the daylight
Looks like it's chained to the ground.
Broken back to the ceiling
Broken nose to the floor
I scream at the silence
That crawls under the door (under the floor).

Chorus:
The warden says,
'The exit is sold,'
If you want a way out - silver and gold.
Silver and gold.

There's a rope around my neck
There's a trigger in your gun
Jesus say something!
I am someone!

I seen the coming and going
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