The End Of The Run

 

Just give it up
The said from outside in the parking lot
There’s nowhere to run
And they were right
Got caught catching some sleep
Inside the motel room
And now there’s not a place
A place for me to run
But I’ve got my guns
And they know it
I’ll try to run
And they know that too
I’ll most likely die sometime real soon but I don’t care
They aren’t taking me back to my six by nine
And so I gird myself
For the bullets slamming into me
And check my auto for the very last time
I’m going to grab my car and get the fuck right out of Dodge
Or die on the ground outside my room
And I don’t care
And they know it
And I’ve got my guns
And so they have theirs too
Here we go
Just say goodbye and make it short
I’ve got no time
I’m ready for the end
And he opened the door
And tried to run
He pulled his trigger just one time
And so did all of us