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Watching The Wires Lyrics - Artist : Hiss Golden Messenger
Then I became a singer
It's strange to think about I wanted to be heard, when you get down to it There ain't no money in that Then I became a stranger Living with this gun I was afraid I would never grow old Temptation wore me down Watching the wires Setting fires I hate to run, but I'm a gun for hire Gimme one good reason "Do it for the feeling" I know what you say, but I had to learn it the hard way Oh, the running was murder Baby, they were right I drew a card that was full of swords I never said I loved the light So I did run like a river Either that or blow my mind Momma was afraid I would never grow old I was afraid that I might Watching the wires Setting fires I hate to run but I'm a gun for fire Gimme one good reason "Do it for the feeling" I know what you say but I had to learn it the hard way Maybe in the next lifetime Maybe in the next frame Maybe in the next valley Somebody knows me |
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