Victim of a Small Town

Stained walls X-box Shotguns and cheap beer I'm in the cocaine capitol Of the United States of fear I went to see a poet A young man from Devine He was amazing for a moment But every moment has its time He was only 18, divorced, and had a son He reminded me of Johnny Cash And not the movie, the real one The odds were stacked against him But his dreams would not let go He wasn't asking to be president Just wanted to hear his song on the radio Sinners all around me Knocking on my door Don't know how they found me But they're trying to take control Jump inside my body He's digging me a hole I'm waiting for you Gabriel Come and save my soul I brought down some equipment A guitar and a microphone And we spent three days in seclusion Scouring the depth of his young soul The kid sang like an angel But the devil soon took hold Population 4,000 Well everybody knows And he used this darkness To inspire and create Until evil got ahold of him And guaranteed no escape I guess I saw this happen right before my very eyes Another victim of a small town And those boring Friday nights Sinners all around me Knocking on my door Don't know how they found me But they're trying to take control Jump inside my body He's digging me a hole I'm waiting for you Gabriel Come and save my soul Sinners all around me Sinners all around me Sinners all around me Sinners all around me Oh no John, you've gone over your head (sinners all around me) The sun's gonna shine again (sinners all around me) Oh no John, you've gone over your head (sinners all around me) The sun's gonna shine again (sinners all around me) Oh no John, you've gone over your head (sinners all around me) The sun's gonna shine again (sinners all around me) Oh no John, you've gone over your head (sinners all around me) The sun's gonna shine again