Оригинален текст
You, father, you ever wonder
found out what you are, wishing on a star
Or if my dealt card has numbed the pain you laid
I got a gun
And nothing to say
Im on the run
And now its time to pay
You, father, you ever dare
question words of blame
Hen of guilt and shame
Or this world Ive drained
Flushing hopes of today
I got a gun
And nothing to say
Im on the run
Blow yourself away
I gotta gun
And nothing to say
Im on the run
And now its time to play