Well the rain was pouring on our lawn and im riding back to what went wrong
i left home with hell in my hand no time for justice just revenge
gone are the day's of sittin wondering what to do i got one too many bullets just pray amen for you i don't care if you understand don't stop me now i got hell in my hand gone are the day's of sittin wondering what to do i got one too many bullets just pray amen for you rode hard with no remorse and trouble always rides the fastest horse when i think to myself i gotta laugh about killin everything in my path Yeah
i left home with hell in my hand no time for justice just revenge
gone are the day's of sittin wondering what to do i got one too many bullets just pray amen for you i don't care if you understand don't stop me now i got hell in my hand gone are the day's of sittin wondering what to do i got one too many bullets just pray amen for you rode hard with no remorse and trouble always rides the fastest horse when i think to myself i gotta laugh about killin everything in my path Yeah
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