Shot Down

Funny how

Could have lived yeah

Funny how they really live

Drag you down and pull you in

And tell you nice you'll never win

Pretty good at laying low it's the

Only place you'll ever go

Prison doors sound like wedding bells

As you ask for change at the wishing well

I don't like this place

I don't like what it's become

You can hide your face

You can always hide your guns

Shot down spun round strung out

Still around somehow

In the human race

There's a space for everyone

You can save yourself

You can always kill your sons

Shot down

Spun round

Strung out

Still around somehow