your hand's upon a deadman's gun and you're looking down the sights your heart worn and the seams are torn and they've giving you a reason to fight and you're not going to take what they've got to give and you're not going to let them take your will to live cause they've taken enough and you've given them all you can give and luck won't save them tonight they've given you a reason to fight and all the storms you've been chasing about to rain down tonight and all the pain you've been facing about to come into the light