Well you run from your reasons nAs you slip on your soul nNow you're keeping a hold of something nYou've never known nYou're tying your mind claiming nLife is your side, yeah nYou're dyin' alone, nYou should've known it be cold, yeah ncold yeah cold yeah nNow you know you're alone, nYou're a screaming gun, yeah nGun, yeah, gun, yeah, gun, yeah nnWell you hold down the sign nAnd slipping deeper below nYou scream for you purpose nAs you're lettin' it go nNow all that you hold is nWhat's left of your soul nBut what's left of your soul nYou can't keep a hold nAnd no soul, yeah, soul, yeah nNow you know you're alone nYou're a screaming gun nYeah, gun, yeah, gun, yeah, gun, yeah nnWell you run from your reasons nAs you slip on your soul nNow you're keeping a hold of something nYou've never known nYou're tying your mind claiming nLife is inside, yeah nYou're dyin' alone, nYou should've known it be cold, yeah ncold yeah cold yeah nNow you know you're alone, nYou're a screaming gun, yeah nGun, yeah, gun, yeah, gun, yeah