Testo Revolver

Half cocked and fully loaded

Not even trying to sugar coat it

You're aimed at me

but you're shootin' blanks
And it dosen't hurt thanks but no thanks



But it's a matter of time

Till you get yours, and I get mine

It might not be me

But you're gonna answer to

somebody Revolver


You've got one foot in you're mouth,

and one foot in the grave

You were diggin' a hole,

and now you're diggin' a cave



It's not that funny anymore

By the time you wake up

sobered up and sore



I left my comebacks at the door

I didn't know what I was in for

You're deper than you've

ever been before