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Six Gun

Outlaw Walking down the wrong path Letting the world feel my wraith Wasting my time looking in the past Each day I think is my last Six guns a blazing Their eyes are glazing. Battle worn Bullet torn Fighting my way to hell Since from the light I fell The future to me is lost In the end I will pay all cost Six guns a blazing Till my eyes start glazing Battle worn and bullet torn Looking to escape the past But my six gun was too fast Now I'm hunted like a wolf on the prowl My war cry i howl my six guns go to blazing even as my eyes are glazing Battle worn Bullet torn. Knew it was my last fight And slowly faded the light On my way to hell But I already know it so well No more six guns a blazing My eyes are done glazing Cause I'm battle worn Bullet torn

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