| [0:6] |
A poor man with a rich man’s habit is a dead man |
| [0:12] |
Like a gun is nothing until in some ones hand |
| [0:21] |
A funeral is party without a corpse |
| [0:29] |
And a wedding is two strangers then divorce |
| [0:37] |
I need a smaller pen so I can write |
| [0:45] |
Because the devil has my idle hands within his sight |
| [0:53] |
And I just want to say something true |
| [1:1] |
It’s a lie that you love me too |
| [1:10] |
A murder is a cold body without police |
| [1:19] |
And a bird with no wings is a rat to me |
| [1:26] |
If you’re able to go on another day |
| [1:34] |
Consider yourself lucky, don’t change |
| [1:42] |
A bible is just paper without the words |
| [1:50] |
With two ends and no content in the middle verse |
| [1:58] |
And no chorus but I thank you for the guitar |
| [2:7] |
I wouldn’t have made it this far |
| [2:14] |
When I say that I am talking about the years |
| [2:22] |
My two daughters and my right hand that wipes the tears |
| [2:31] |
Not from god’s hand I let the sunlight shine through |
| [2:39] |
All the darkness the ends with you |
