Gnaw Mark

Sitting all alone gnaw mark on my face You're Cuban heel stamped into place I start shaken I know why You switch on my TV eye Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel must be won Standing all alone when it's way too late Love me and seal my fate Tense and nervous can't break in Find me I'll make you spin Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel just begun Sitting all alone gnaw mark on my face No mohaired goon's gonna take my place Fueled fever that's hard to kick Bend me I've dug my ditch Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel so alone Sixth sense from a loaded gun Sixth sense I feel must be won