(Well, you have to pay the piper
Be careful of his deceit)
(Run run, mother f*cker
Cause he's punching your receipt)
(While your playing with the daisies
He swinging the dead man's bell
You'll need a way to cope
Cause he's sending you to hell)
If your gonna to take his life
You better keep it to yourself
You better move fast
Cause he's raising his sail
If you wanna get the jump
You better steady your aim
He has you in his sights
And he's thinking of the same
I'm running out of time
Running out of hope
If I'm going down
I'll have him in my scope
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Shotgun hell
Well, if your going to kick the bucket
Do it on your own time
Run, mother f*cker,
Cause he's coming from behind
While your trying to save yourself
The nights are growing colder
He's sitting right behind
Tapping on your shoulder
You've been around the dollar
But haven't seen your till
He's cashing out the drawer
Counting up your final bill
So if your gonna make a move
You better do it fast
He's got alot to go through
And saving you for last
I'm running out of time
Running out of hope
If I'm going down
I'll have him in my scope
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Shotgun hell
I'm fighting with what I can, to keep him at bay
But the devils come to visit, says he's gonna make me pay
I'll move heaven and the earth and I might be a little late
But I can promise that I'm coming home on this judgement day
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Den of Wolves - Shotgun Hell Lyrics
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(Well, you have to pay the piper
Be careful of his deceit)
(Run run, mother f*cker
Cause he's punching your receipt)
(While your playing with the daisies
He swinging the dead man's bell
You'll need a way to cope
Cause he's sending you to hell)
If your gonna to take his life
You better keep it to yourself
You better move fast
Cause he's raising his sail
If you wanna get the jump
You better steady your aim
He has you in his sights
And he's thinking of the same
I'm running out of time
Running out of hope
If I'm going down
I'll have him in my scope
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Shotgun hell
Well, if your going to kick the bucket
Do it on your own time
Run, mother f*cker,
Cause he's coming from behind
While your trying to save yourself
The nights are growing colder
He's sitting right behind
Tapping on your shoulder
You've been around the dollar
But haven't seen your till
He's cashing out the drawer
Counting up your final bill
So if your gonna make a move
You better do it fast
He's got alot to go through
And saving you for last
I'm running out of time
Running out of hope
If I'm going down
I'll have him in my scope
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Shotgun hell
I'm fighting with what I can, to keep him at bay
But the devils come to visit, says he's gonna make me pay
I'll move heaven and the earth and I might be a little late
But I can promise that I'm coming home on this judgement day
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Be careful of his deceit)
(Run run, mother f*cker
Cause he's punching your receipt)
(While your playing with the daisies
He swinging the dead man's bell
You'll need a way to cope
Cause he's sending you to hell)
If your gonna to take his life
You better keep it to yourself
You better move fast
Cause he's raising his sail
If you wanna get the jump
You better steady your aim
He has you in his sights
And he's thinking of the same
I'm running out of time
Running out of hope
If I'm going down
I'll have him in my scope
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Shotgun hell
Well, if your going to kick the bucket
Do it on your own time
Run, mother f*cker,
Cause he's coming from behind
While your trying to save yourself
The nights are growing colder
He's sitting right behind
Tapping on your shoulder
You've been around the dollar
But haven't seen your till
He's cashing out the drawer
Counting up your final bill
So if your gonna make a move
You better do it fast
He's got alot to go through
And saving you for last
I'm running out of time
Running out of hope
If I'm going down
I'll have him in my scope
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Shotgun hell
I'm fighting with what I can, to keep him at bay
But the devils come to visit, says he's gonna make me pay
I'll move heaven and the earth and I might be a little late
But I can promise that I'm coming home on this judgement day
I've played this game and lost my bet
Now he's coming to collect his debt
Well, I may not be the Savior
But I got my gun
I'll blast him back to hell
Until the dead man's rung
I'll walk through the fire and cobbled stone
Until I'm leaving here on these hobbled bones
But in the mean time
I'll hit the seamline
I'll grab my box of shells
AND MAKE MY WAY
THROUGH THIS SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
SHOTGUN HELL
Writer: Anthony Reeves
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