Talk of the Guns

Hearts of stone with faces of angels

Terrorize you with no soul

You can't hide from the course of the trigger

Shots in the night leaves your blood

Runnin' cold

Bullets fly over and over

All remorseless desires

They don't care if you see tomorrow

If you live or you die

You can't hide if you're chosen the victim

You won't be sacrificed

Can't escape from the screams and the anger

You can tell by the look in their eyes

Shoot your mouth again

Can't get away from it

It's the talk of the guns

Get me outta here

'cause you can't turn your back

From the talk of the guns

Lost in the race, you're caught in the war zone

Standing in the line of fire

One foot in the grave, the other is runnin'

The last words you hear "Hang 'em Higher"