I Got a Gun

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 I'm on the run And now it's time to pay You, father, you ever dare Question words of blame Hen of guilt and shame Or this world I've drained Flushing hopes of today I got a gun And nothing to say I'm on the run Blow yourself away I gotta gun And nothing to say I'm on the run And nothing to say I got a gun And nothing to say I'm on the run Blow yourself away I gotta gun And nothing to say