Peppermint candy And a hand upon my gun I keep it handy I've never been the kind to run. It used to hurt me All your lies would get me so down Now I can't feel it I recon you are just a ghost now Where's my case Gotta wash my face Next up somewhere between home sweet home And a place unknown Devil behind me I can feel his breathing on me Well I'm not hiding I can hear his cold heart beating Peppermint Candy And a hand upon my gun I keep it handy I've never been the kind to run Keep my pace (ah, ahh) Gonna walk away (ah, ahh) Next stop somewhere between home sweet home The place I know La da da, la da da. Next stop somewhere between home sweet home The place I know