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 Wanna 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