shot from the sun

there are marks on the wall that we hated to make, carved from the bullets that fibs from the fake, a beam of the light from the golden god sun, only makes sense when it's shot from a gun, a dream that's kept from happening, a life that bleeds through, a life that eats you, one life that is catastrophe, there's one down, it feels over, i look around, it's over my shoulder, it gets cold, we feel so torn, it's one down, there's just a million more, the lectures and lessons that you made us take, have dug in deep and are making us hate, the price of the free, is marked on us all, it keeps us in line and our backs to the wall, a dream that's kept from happening, a life that bleeds through, a life that eats you, one life that is catastrophe, there's one down, it feels over, i look around, it's over my shoulder, it gets cold, we feel so torn, it's one down, there's just a million more, a dream that's kept from happening, a life that breathes through, a life that eats you, one life that is catastrophe, is catastrophe, there's one down, it feels over, i look around, it's over my shoulder, it gets cold, we feel so torn, it's one down, there's just a million more