I’m the deadman walkin’, through the valley of the shadow of death
I sold my soul down, in the black hills, double dealin’ with the devil himself
Well I’m the deadman walkin’, through the valley of the shadow of death
I make my money from a tin can so if you don’t pull the trigger I will
Take the shot that lets you find the way
Take the chance the leads you too your place
If you try and fail you know you will fall from grace
But if ya lose yourself we’re gonna burn it to the ground
I’m the blindman stumblin’, I got a vision the will never be seen
I get rhythm from the wiseman burning bridges like you’d never believe
& I got one left in the chamber so go on and
Take the chance the leads you to your place
I’m the deadman, beaten, twisted I gotta bullet for your problems
I’m the hated, wanted, fallen, I’ve got a bullet for ya.
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