From My Cold, Dead Fingers
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From My Cold, Dead Fingers
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You say it's unsafe to have a gun
I say its insane not to have one
Chorus: From my cold, dead fingers (3x)
From my cold, dead!
You call 9-1-1 and i watch you die
While my .357 keeps me alive
Chorus
Chorus
You take the money and your pacifist oath
I'll take the guns and end up with both
Chorus
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