Written by: Ben Watkins
| I’m the trigger a piece of lead I’m the air between
the bullet and your head I’m the heart the soul of man I’m the skin
between your hands.
I’ve learned the mountains I’ve 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 There’s nothing I can do that hasn’t been done. There’s nothing I can sing that hasn’t been sung. There’s nothing I can feel that hasn’t been felt. There’s nothing I can deal that hasn’t 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 |