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Shotgun hours
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Shotgun hours
Chances you take

The rabbit turns rose
You've been born with a thousand things on your mind

Shotgun hours
Held in your hands

Shotgun hours
Pushing the point between the muscle and skin

And like a good friend I nevr know what to say Still claw on the lock on the door
And still look at the sky reachin for the shotgun
Still pound on the lock on the door
And still I look at the sky
And don't know what I'm looking for
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