Run From The Gun Lyrics - Singles - Dead Confederate

I got mad at history 

Picked it up and fell in love with everything 

Men and pen and paper 

Like the wind you let em in now they'll never leave 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the where the dead lay 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the gun 

You were sweet as poison 

Dried my mouth, took me out, and left me glad 

You did me no favors 

It was done by the last one that i ever had 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the gun where the dead lay 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the gun 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the gun where the dead lay 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the gun 

It was loaded with the pressure 

Too much pressure to be measured 

I was holding you off the wrong 

And it felt right... 

I got let down gently 

Never even knew the end was on the way 

Then I made my peace there 

Opened eyes and to my surprise it was a waste 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the gun with the deadly 

Run from the gun, dont be afraid 

Run from the gun