Good-n-Evil

Written by: Ben Watkins

 

Iím the trigger a piece of lead Iím the air between the bullet and your head Iím the heart the soul of man Iím the skin between your hands.

Iíve learned the mountains Iíve learned the land I felt lost since time began Man made guns Man made hair Mirrored himself and started to yell.

Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Locked inside Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Turn it loose

Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Locked inside Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Turn it loose

Shine like an angel shine like the blues shine like the sun the sun and the moon

Thereís nothing I can do that hasnít been done. Thereís nothing I can sing that hasnít been sung. Thereís nothing I can feel that hasnít been felt. Thereís nothing I can deal that hasnít been dealt.

Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Locked inside Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Turn it loose

Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Locked inside Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Good-n-evil Turn it loose

Shine like an angel shine like the blues shine like the sun the sun and the moon

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