Lyrics
Dealin bullets is like dealin cards, lay your body down on the sand Ghoultown, dealin bullets is like dealin cards
It s just my job to be done, don t care where you been or where you come from Deep, when shots ring like hits of a drum
when it s all said and done
time to play your dead man s hand
When shots ring like hits of a drum, it s just my job to be done, wind in my face i feel the burn
wind in my face i love the burn
Bury them deep that s what i said, wind in my face i feel the burn, hot sun glares down on the street
lay your body down on the sand
It s just a price i work to earn, dealin bullets is like dealin cards
Come to bite the hand that feeds, it s just a price i work to earn
Wind in my face i feel the burn, i say goodbye but it don t mean much
It s just a price i work to earn, bury them deep
Bury them deep, dealin bullets is like dealin cards
Come to bite the hand that feeds, dust drinks the blood of their tears, lay your body down on the sand
When shots ring like hits of a drum, bury them deep that s what i said
silence as deep as a colorado gorge
It s just a price i work to earn, lay your body down on the sand
Hot sun glares down on the street, when it all comes down to a draw, when it s all said and done
It s just a price i work to earn, it s just a price i work to earn, wind in my face i feel the burn
It s just a price i work to earn, dealin bullets is like dealin cards
When shots ring like hits of a drum, when shots ring like hits of a drum
bury them deep
Dealin bullets is like dealin cards, bury them deep, wind in my face i love the burn
Time to play your dead man s hand, wind in my face i feel the burn
It s just my job to be done, when it s all said and done, this town crawls with beggers and thieves
when it all comes down to a draw
I say goodbye but it don t mean much, wind in my face i feel the burn
Bury them deep that s what i said, and they won t back haunt your soul like they do mine, dealin bullets is like dealin cards
Dealin bullets is like dealin cards, bury them deep Ghoultown, it s just a price i work to earn
Dust drinks the blood of their tears, and they won t back haunt your soul like they do mine Ghoultown, come to bite the hand that feeds