Текст песни
It’s time to face the bottom line
No tears are left
They all are dried out
Stop all the pangs
The sense of conscious
I'm arguing with my pride
Oh Imma burning alive at the bottom of your line
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
Imma come with a loaded gun
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better run
Imma come with a loaded gun
Loaded gun
The town is deemed with empty signs
(the land was blessed but we lost faith in a love)
I have no route
I’m lost in your silence
Stucked in this pledge
Walking circus
I'm arguing with my pride
Oh imma burning alive
Imma burning alive at the bottom of your line
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
Imma come with a loaded gun
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better run
Imma come with a loaded gun
Loaded gun
You’re so close to my nerves
Feel your fingers on my bones
Straight the veins
Final chords
I’m on the verge
And I fire
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better cut and run
You better run
Imma come with a loaded gun
Loaded gun
