Under The Gun - Dezperadoz

A ride into the setting sun

Hide your fears you are under my gun

(I feel no regrets

Now my travel (?) is set.)

Cold chills, running down your spine

Hot sweat, dripping in your eyes

High noon, someone’s gonna die

No one will hear yout cries

Blinded for A moment

By the midday sun moving

Too slowly falling you’re under the Gun

You’re done, You’re under the gun

Warm blood, filling up your lungs

High noon, your time has come

Blinded for A moment

By the midday sun moving

Too slowly falling you’re under the Gun