Six Barrel Shotgun Lyrics - Take Them On, On Your Own - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

I kill you all with a 6-barrel shotgun 

I kill you all but I need you so 

I tear my finger from the trigger baby 

I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

You got it bad nothing san save you 

Don't look back you gotta a lot of nerve to 

Break your word and throw it away 

You'd give your soul 

But it's just too little too late 

I kill myself with a 6-barrel shotgun 

I kill you all but I need you so 

I tear my finger from the trigger baby 

I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

It's in your skin moving too quickly 

Shut your eyes or they'll show you no mercy 

It's in your love but it don't make it right 

It's not my time still I've got to be brave 

We've shaken hands and the criminals won 

I never liked it but I'm carryin' on 

To the end with an empty grin 

You come when I say, you come when I say 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

You lose your tongue 

But you know you'll never need it 

Hush your head I don't want to remind you 

You held my hand when you 

Couldn't take the pressure 

Save yourself 'cause I need some simulation baby 

We've shaken hands and the criminals won 

I never liked it but I'm carryin' on 

You never liked it till the killin' was done 

You come when I say, you come when I say run 

I kill you all with a 6-barrel shotgun 

I kill you all but I need you so 

I tear my finger from the trigger baby 

I tear my fingers 'cause I'm feeling low and son 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

Son Sunday's sun never shone on me 

Never shone on me 

I never liked it but I'm carryin' on 

You never liked it till the killin' was done