Talk Of The Guns
Hearts of stone with faces of
Terrorize you with no soul.
You can't hide from the course of
Shots in the night leaves your blood
Bullets fly over and over,
They don't care if you see
If you live or you die.
You can't hide if you're chosen the
You won't be sacrificed
Can't escape from the screams and
You can tell by the look in their
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
The last words you hear "Hang 'em