Cut 'N' Run 歌词

I was born and bred in trouble Became addicted to the struggle Can't lay the blame on no one else I'm a danger to myself There's contention within my soul Incarcerated, no parole Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief I hope my last breath is a sigh of relief I gotta cut 'n run Before I hurt someone I'm a son of a gun I gotta cut 'n run Feels like I'm going straight to hell Somebody's poisoned the wishing well Nobody ever got ready by waiting So who died and made you Satan? I think I've overstayed my welcome There's no such thing as a happy ending Everything burns, baby, that's a fact If I get out of this I won't be back I gotta cut 'n run Before I hurt someone Staring down the barrel of a gun I gotta cut 'n run Just when you think all hope is gone You're right back where you started from There's something 'bout living on the edge That keeps us all hanging on I gotta cut 'n run Before I hurt someone I'm a son of a gun I gotta cut 'n run I was born and bred in trouble Became addicted to the struggle Can't lay the blame on no one else I'm a danger to myself I've seen the dead walk among the living You can't survive on wishful thinking I wrote this song to let you know I ain't gonna live in your world no more I gotta cut 'n run Before I hurt someone Staring down the barrel of a gun I gotta cut 'n run I gotta cut 'n run I gotta cut 'n run I gotta cut 'n run I gotta cut 'n run I gotta cut 'n run I gotta cut 'n run I gotta cut 'n run Staring down the barrel of a gun