From the recording Already In Progress
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Lyrics
Every day hurts a little more
Lost my will to settle scores
Let the chips fall where they may
Fate has called and I must obey
Desperate measures, desperate times
My tormentor, Colt 45
Out of money, out of time
Say goodbye to a world unkind
I wish we had at least one last embrace
No one helps a wounded man in need
Stand around just to watch him bleed
Every single one of you will be replaced
My only friend sitting by my side
Collar off for a final ride
Shots ring out, and if you should hear
The door's unlocked so confirm your fears
Desperate measures, desperate times
My confessor, Colt 45
Out of money, out of time
Say goodbye to a world unkind
I wish we had at least one last embrace
No one helps a wounded man in need
Stand around just to watch him bleed
Every single one of you will be replaced
Ten years, head in the clouds
Let my hair and mind grow wild
My ghost, dwells in this house
If you see me don't ask me why
Vultures come and take my things
Scattered now to the distant winds
I don't mind if you pray for me
But if you dare, have integrity
Desperate measures, desperate times
My confessor, Colt 45
Out of money, out of time
Say goodbye to a world unkind
I wish we had at least one last embrace
No one helps a wounded man in need
Stand around just to watch him bleed
Every single one of you will be
Every single one of you will be replaced
Out of money, out of time (4x)