Letra de Barrel of a Gun (Live)
Do you mean this horny creep Set upon weary feet Who looks in need of sleep That doesn't comeThis twisted, tortured mess This bed of sinfulness Who's longing for some rest And feeling numbWhat do you expect of me What is it you want Whatever you've planned for me I'm not the oneA vicious appetite Visits me each night And won't be satisfied Won't be deniedAn unbearable pain A beating in my brain That leaves the mark of Cain Right here insideWhat am I supposed to do When everything that I've done Is leading me to conclude I'm not the oneWhatever I've done I've been staring down the barrel of a gunIs there something you need from me Are you having your fun I never agreed to be Your holy oneWhatever I've done I've been staring down the barrel of a gun