paroles de chanson Under the Gun - Circle Jerks

Like a wolf in sheep's clothing
Or a snake in the grass
I've got six bullets
The first could be your last, could be your last

My mind is hazy
And when they catch me they'll say I'm crazy
You put me down, you brushed me off
Stepped on, pushed and shoved
I'll show you, I've had enough

Under the gun
Nowhere to run
Under the gun
Nowhere to run
Under the gun
Nowhere to run
Under the gun

My brain is starting to squeak
I'm so tense and tight, I can't even speak
Pissed off, someone's gotta die
Tonight!
Someone's gotta die

Under the gun
Nowhere to run
Under the gun
Nowhere to run
Under the gun
Nowhere to run
Under the gun