I Was Once Possibly, Maybe, Perhaps A Cowboy King Lyrics

I see myself there waiting by the roadside
Laid claim to nothing but a black bag and the attire I stand in
No name, no history
Just a target on my temple and a hole in my headI could've been one of kings
The shell of a boy of the man that I used to be
A monkey in a man suit
I stand here as nothing to you
Wind me up and watch me goLay down your guns
Cut me from ear to ear
Eye for an eye
The glass is long gone broken
Lay down your guns
Cut me from ear to ear
Eye for an eye
The glass is long gone brokenI walk this road alone
No thanks to you
I walk this road alone
No thanks to you

I walk this road aloneLoad up your six-shot baby
Put it to my head
Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured
Put it to me, dead
Lay your guns down let me die (scars)
Load up your six-shot baby
Put it to my head
Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured
Put it to me, dead
Lay your guns down let me die (scars)
Load up your six-shot baby
Put it to my head
Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured
Put it to me, dead
Lay your guns down let me die (scars)
Load up your six-shot baby
Put it to my head
Pull the trigger, blank I'd figured
Put it to me, dead
Lay your guns down let me die (scars)Why can't you just let me die (don't)
Lay your guns down let me die (heal)
Why can't you just let me die (when)
Lay your guns down let me die (you keep)Scars don't heal when you keep cutting
Always cutting
Cutting deeper
Always deeperScars don't heal when you keep cutting
Songwriters
JAMES CASSELLS, SAM BETTLEY, CAMERON LIDDELL, BEN BRUCE, DANNY WORSNOPPublished by
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