Six Shooter from Crossroads by Wishes for the Well

Load up the gun and use it sometime
Put on the coat and kiss me goodbye
Cause this feeling ain't mine
This knife is twisting inside

Leaving out the night, we're panting in time
Thirty-eight is great but not in my mind
Cause this skin ain't mine
So tell me when I'm gonna die

I find sometimes
To think it's mine
Within those eyes
I stabilize

Kick down the door, the warrant's for one
Look in his eyes, he better not run
'Cause he's searching for fun
He won't leave till it's done

Looking down the back, we're boxed out tonight
It may be the night I knock out his lights
'Cause his hands on the gun
And I'm looking for a fight

I find sometimes
To think it's mine
Within those eyes
I stabilize
The thoughts arise
This blood's not mine

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