Don't wanna leave your life in trance
When you're waiting over your head
Don't you bargain for your freedom
If you can't pay the ransom
We came from a place I hope We all share the same end
Of the rope
And our hope was our dope
And it
seems so very fun To be a son of a gun
Seems to love it,
and yes they know That it's way too dangerous
To let you think by yourself
So many stories Turn to pieces
The
ones we wrote
but never understood Let the sun burn the beaches
Leave
the rags Dream of riches
We came from a place I hope We all share the same end
Of the rope We live in a place where
A prison sky made us dare And the reflection we just can't bear
Buy the bullets,
don't let it go And it seems so very fun
To be a son of a gun Seems to love it,
and yes they know
That it's way too dangerous To let you think by yourself
Buy the bullets,
don't let it go And it seems so very fun
To be a son of a gun Seems to love it,
and yes they know
That it's way too dangerous To let you think by yourself
Seems to love it,
and yes they know That it's way too
dangerous To let you think by yourself