Description
Main Artist: Villager
Composer Lyricist: Villager
Composer Lyricist: Villager
Lyrics and translation
Original
This ghost been haunting me.
I thought I buried that body. Took the money and run from it.
I got no alibi.
The sun goes down just one more time.
My final letter.
Just know I did it all for you. But now I hear them coming, so
I must keep running.
They'll never take me alive. Six shots in the barrel.
I'll give 'em lead, kill you motherfuckers dead in the tracks now. I'm done running.
Ooh. This is the end of it.
I can't pretend I don't love the feeling.
I pull that trigger and whoop. And then I woke to you.
You said I'd slept five hundred years.
But now I feel it light upon my skin. The man was born again with a gun still in his hands.
Six shots in the barrel.
The doctor said he's been living in his head for a while now. He's still running.
Can't get away from it.
And by the look on his face, he's trying to say something. Six shots in the barrel.
I'll give 'em lead, kill you motherfuckers dead in the tracks now. I'm done running. Ooh.
This is the end of it. I can't pretend I don't love the feeling.
I pull that trigger and whoop.
This blood on my hands, it starts to fade away again.
And from that other place, time slows, I see your face again.
Now it's just quiet where you were. Now you're not who I am. I forgot where I was.
No one left to remember.
So the man he drifts away. Man, he drifts away again.
Six shots in the barrel.
I'll give 'em lead, kill you motherfuckers dead in the tracks now. I'm done running.
This is the end of it.
I can't pretend I don't love the feeling. I pull that trigger and whoop.
English translation
This ghost been haunting me.
I thought I buried that body. Took the money and run from it.
I got no alibi.
The sun goes down just one more time.
My final letter.
Just know I did it all for you. But now I hear them coming, so
I must keep running.
They'll never take me alive. Six shots in the barrel.
I'll give 'em lead, kill you motherfuckers dead in the tracks now. I'm done running.
Ooh. This is the end of it.
I can't pretend I don't love the feeling.
I pull that trigger and whoop. And then I woke to you.
You said I'd slept five hundred years.
But now I feel it light upon my skin. The man was born again with a gun still in his hands.
Six shots in the barrel.
The doctor said he's been living in his head for a while now. He's still running.
Can't get away from it.
And by the look on his face, he's trying to say something. Six shots in the barrel.
I'll give 'em lead, kill you motherfuckers dead in the tracks now. I'm done running. Ooh.
This is the end of it. I can't pretend I don't love the feeling.
I pull that trigger and whoop.
This blood on my hands, it starts to fade away again.
And from that other place, time slows, I see your face again.
Now it's just quiet where you were. Now you're not who I am. I forgot where I was.
No one left to remember.
So the man he drifts away. Man, he drifts away again.
Six shots in the barrel.
I'll give 'em lead, kill you motherfuckers dead in the tracks now. I'm done running.
This is the end of it.
I can't pretend I don't love the feeling. I pull that trigger and whoop.