Mercenary

I'm Just A Hired Gun I'm Just A Hired Gun You Could Die Right Now In My Arms, Now In My Arms, Now You Don't Know How To Feel It With Your Hopes And Dreams Slit Like Wrists Gimme Some, Gimme Some You Gotta Gimme Some Gimme Some, Gimme Some Gimme Some, Gimme Some You Gotta Gimme Some Gimme Some, Gimme Some Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It,On You Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It,On You You Don't Know How To Fake It You Could Die Right Now In My Arms, Now In My Arms, Now Did You Walk Away And Feel Nothing? Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It,On You Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It,On You I'm Just A Hired Gun I'm Just A Hired Gun Sell!(My Soul!) To Know!(Myself!) FEEL!(My Dread!) Expand!(We Run!) Out Of Control! Out Of Control! Gimme Some, Gimme Some You Gotta Gimme Some Gimme Some, Gimme Some Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It, On You Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It, On You Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It, On You Take My Selfish Dread, And Use It, On You