The Warden Lyrics

Told the details of the whole affair

Operated simple machines

Let out a skeleton sigh

But everything I do just leads me right back to you

Cutting down the line's the hardest part

I can't promise that we'll leave our mark

But I'll take my machine gun pose

Cause I'm way too close to call back home

And this summer I'll be the next big thing

Set the night on fire until you have to leave

Sunday driver on a faded horse

I'm judge, jury, executioner, and warden