Like a wolf in sheep's clothing
Or a snake in the grass
I've got six bullets
The first could be your last, could be your last
My mind is hazy
And when they catch me, they'll say I'm crazy
You put me down, you brushed me off
Stepped on, pushed and shoved
I'll show you, I've had enough
Under the gun, nowhere to run
Under the gun, nowhere to run
Under the gun, nowhere to run
Under the gun
Where you gonna run to?
My brain is starting to squeak
I'm so tense and tight, I can't even speak
Pissed off, someone's gonna die tonight
Someone's gotta die
Under the gun, nowhere to run
Under the gun, nowhere to run
Under the gun, nowhere to run
Under the gun
Where you gonna run to?
Run to
Run after you
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