your hand's upon
a deadman's gun
and you're looking
down the sights
your heart worn
and the seams are torn
and they've giving
you a reason to fight
and you're not going to take
what they've got to give
and you're not going to
let them take your will to live
cause they've taken enough
and you've given
them all you can give
and luck won't save them tonight
they've given you a reason to fight
and all the storms you've been chasing
about to rain down tonight
and all the pain you've been facing
about to come into the light