Shotgun Lyrics

In Paris, I was free

But I did not feel alive

Couldn't see, past your greed

Now all alone you will thrive

In Paris, I was free

But I did not feel alive

Couldn't see, past your greed

Now all alone you will thrive

All alone you will thrive

And I did not feel alive

Holding

Onto

Every last bullet

Change

Gone

Bleed out breathe in, helpless heathen

You were an artist, that dealt in the harvest

Of sorrowful eyes, that wanted to cry

But they did not know how

Fuck

I don't feel -