Under The Gun

Explain a little more to me

Why I should give a shit

About anything you gotta say

Your breath just makes me sick

If were gonna die we might as well commit a crime

Hot headed

Hate driven

And had to much to drink

Keep revvin' those engines

Let's take this to the streets

I got one fist for you

Or a hand to shake

Take your pick or we'll knock you down

I got one fist for you

Or a hand to shake

Take your pick or we'll knock you out clean

Woah woah

Russian roulette one bullet in the chamber

So now you're under the gun

What fate awaits you my son

You can run but there's no where left to hide

I got one fist for you

Or a hand to shake

Take your pick or we'll knock you down

I got one fist for you

Or a hand to shake

Take your pick or we'll knock you out clean

[Instrumental - Solo]

I got one fist for you

Or a hand to shake

Take your pick or we'll knock you down

I got one fist for you

Or a hand to shake

Take your pick or we'll knock you down

So lets play spin the revolver

In exchange for the fire

You gotta dying wish

You gotta dying wish

I'm gonna gonna grant your dying wish

You got a dying

So sad it seems its come to this

And I'm thinking about taking you out