Tayler Lacey - Chekhov's Gun

A story unfolds with pieces of gold
And I don't feel I should be this old
The coliseums and fine museums
Perfect places that we know

I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
It weighs a ton, my shoulder hung
I'm Chekhov's gun on the wall

Read me the fine print, I'll put on your lipstick
Something's we pretend to be
I won't follow the law but there's problems I can't solve
Government ain't for me

I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
It weighs a ton, my shoulder hung
I'm Chekhov's gun on the wall

Billions of dollars funding all our wars
Is there more than corporate greed
Are you ashamed? Is there someone to blame? I don't know what I believe

I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
I'm Chekhov's gun on the run
It weighs a ton, my shoulder hung
I'm Chekhov's gun on the wall

Written by:
Tayler Lacey

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