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Drag the shades across the window
Dont answer any knock at the door
Keep your hand on the weapon beside you
Keep your eyes out for the law
Dont you know and you gotta be all you can be
Were told to run towards the future
While theyre standing on our feet
And be content with the scr*ps that they throw us
After promising a feast
If you didnt have a gun then I wouldnt need a gun