From a Photograph کے بول

Baby got a gun, how she's to know I already see the ghosts Everywhere i go She don't know that I don't mind If angry, she'll be fine But if she cry, please don't let me know Well i seen her with her piece today Never missed you more Seeing you that way The phantom around my bed Now i'm sleping with the dead Baby's got a gun, i'm bound to go Gods above and underground While the ghosts go back and forth Through town They wander around outside They don't know there's no where to hide Baby got a gun, i'm bound to go Gone, gone, gone