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Timothy Bloom

Power And Pistols

 

Power And Pistols


You send me to orbit but you shoot me down
You bury my name underneath the ground
This land of the free doesn't mean anything
You bargain for life, for a silver coin you plead

[?] much too far (much too far)
Looking for a righteous man but we choose to be gods
Mercy, she left us long ago
But I know there is one we still call a hope

Your power and pistols
Oh, that's all you know
Power and pistols, yeah
Power and pistols
That's all you know
Power and pistols, yeah

Greedy little finger, you rob and you kill
Yeah, well, you still got the nerve to call me a nigga? Uh
This holy grail you've placed on your head
You seek life, but you also seek death

[?] much too far (much too far)
Looking for a righteous man but we choose to be gods
Mercy, she left a long time ago
But I know there's one that we still call a hope

Your power and pistols
(Power and pistols)
Power and pistols, yeah
Power and pistols
That's all you know
Power and pistols

Blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
Oh, you break me down, down to my roots
Ah...

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