Screaming Gun - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Well you run from your reasons as you slip on your soul

Now you’re keeping a hold of something you’ve never known

You’re tying your mind claiming life is your side yeah

You’re dyin alone, you should’ve known it be cold yeah

cold yeah cold yeah

Now you know you’re alone, you’re a screaming gun yeah

Gun yeah, gun yeah, gun yeah

Well you hold down the sign and slipping deeper below

You scream for you purpose as you’re lettin it go Now all that you hold is whats left of your soul

But whats left of your soul

You can’t keep a hold and no soul yeah

soul yeah

Now you know you’re alone you’re a screaming gun

yeah gun yeah gun yeah gun yeah

Well you run from your reasons as you slip on your soul

Now you’re keeping a hold of something you’ve never known

You’re tying your mind claiming life is inside yeah

You’re dyin alone, you should’ve known it be cold yeah

cold yeah cold yeah

Now you know you’re alone, you’re a screaming gun yeah

Gun yeah, gun yeah, gun yeah