LYRIC

when they come the hear the shotgun sing
and it shines just like a diamond ring
can’t wait to see what the night will give
the wind hits hard where the losers live
white light white light
they’re talking about a war again
settling a score again about salt and rain and babies born
about paying back and being scorned
white light white light
shotgun son

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