Six Gun Sucker Punch
Karma To Burn
A pale, haunted man Walks through this crowded land He holds his gun like a girl Teared down this last stand Choking on spit and lead He wants his women to scream The lights shudder, reach you motherfucker The lights shudder, reach you motherfucking clown You're not alone, man Cause when you die it's like, like falling asleep Only you never dream and you don't ever wake up