Twilightning - The Gun

Exploited, avoided
Where have the efforts shown
Got loaded with steel coted...
Ready to explode

As the strings you try to hold get entangled around your throat
We'll gaze out to the sea, where you're sinking your own boat
Yeah - the gun
To make justice for your deeds
You'll get what you need
Look who's laughing now and who's to bleed
The gun
Will be the final hint you'll heed
It makes you concede
Time is up indeed, cut off the leash

Got hooked on crooked arousal
A blessing become a curse
We'd sell our souls for your welfare

And spider's web you wove, stuck on our fingers and our toes
Was keeping the bait in place - turning allies into foes

A wicked pimp thought he did fine, with stupid hos that stood in line
Was not aware if what those hos might recognise and then on as time went by
Kept his proceed low and hig
The barrel of the gun points at what's left to die