Chris Sligh - Loaded Gun Lyrics

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Loaded Gun

Loaded Gun Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Loaded Gun By Chris Sligh?
Love is a loaded gun and my trigger finger, lingers
Waiting for the right time to let this go I know I’m not the only one who feels this Hears this, is it a near miss? 'Cause I think it’s finally time to let my feelings show Are good intentions as far as I can go? Kind words, just a bullet in a chamber Big talk but nothing’s ever changing Take aim but never making my mark Love can change the world But it’s gotta start with my heart Love is a gift of one and it’s all I can’t buy But I’m looking for a reason I can give it now Every single mother’s son reaches out for love from, someone And I hold the key to breaking through the doubt Are good intentions as far as I can go? Kind words, just a bullet in a chamber Big talk but nothing’s ever changing Take aim but never making my mark Love can change the world But it’s gotta start with my heart Are good intentions as far as I can go? Kind words, just a bullet in a chamber Big talk but nothing’s ever changing Take aim but never making my mark Love can change the world But it’s gotta start with my heart Kind words, just a bullet in a chamber Big talk but nothing’s ever changing Take aim but never making my mark Love can change the world But it’s gotta start with my heart |
Who Wrote Loaded Gun By Chris Sligh?
Chris Sligh, Tony W. Wood
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What's The Duration Of The Loaded Gun By Chris Sligh?The duration of Loaded Gun is 3:17 minutes and seconds. |
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