I’ve Got a Gun Candlebox

[Verse 1]
I come from humility
From the dirt beneath your feet
I feel I'm fucking crazy
Like I'm the last to please
I've got no answers
But I've got a creed
I've got my America bleeding through me

[Pre-Chorus]
Because I, I hide behind these scenes
And my, my cold dead hands they bleed

[Chorus]
So you better
Run, run, run
Run, run, run
This rhetoric amended these rights belong to me
And I've got a
Gun, gun, gun
This argument of ignorance makes perfect sense to me

[Verse 2]
You're the wild one spinning
Spinning round my head
Defensive, overloaded, overloaded and bent
It'll make you crazy
It'll get you high
A burden like its maybe
I'm out my fuckin' mind