Travis Has a Gun
Miles Wesley
In a bright yellow coffin
All but forgotten
He’s got a number
Instead of a name
Ya He’s gods lonely child
Restless and idle
Week after weekend
Day after day
Travis has a gun
You better run
He’s gonna silence his feelings now
Travis has a gun
Aimed at the Sun
Ready to bury it 10 feet down
Look what you’ve done now
It’s A life of rejection
No sense of direction
Here’s a man who
Took all he could take
With His own brand of justice
He’ll end the corruption
He is the rain that
Can wash it away
Travis has a gun
You better run
He’s gonna silence his feelings now
Travis has a gun
Aimed at the Sun
Ready to bury it 10 feet down
Look what you’ve done now
