Gallant - Shotgun Lyrics
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Shotgun
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What Are The Lyrics For Shotgun By Gallant?
Feeble bones took me to a valuable weakness
There's no comfort in silence No real violence in words So I, sharpened my blade and bowed my head before I ceased and desisted And though my stomach was a ball of resistance I went straight for the course With burns on the backs of my palms Will I regret my cause? or revel in my thoughts? I'm caught in the winds of remorse 'Cause everybody knows What good is a sword, next to a shotgun What good is a sword, next to a shotgun What good is a sword, next to a shotgun How did I get stuck in this valiant position When either I'll survive for an instant Or cradle the earth? My God forsaken, weakened pulse, I knew I had to amend this Though I never was a force to be reckoned, or A sight to behold With burns on the backs of my palms Will I regret my cause? or revel in my thoughts? I'm caught in the winds of remorse Cause everybody knows What good is a sword, next to a shotgun What good is a sword, next to a shotgun What good is a sword, next to a shotgun Am I biting the bullet alone? Oh I know that I'd rather be bold (What good is a sword, next to a shotgun) And we're biting the bullet alone Oh I know that I'd rather be bold (What good is a sword, next to a shotgun) Am I biting the bullet alone? Oh I know that I'd rather be bold (What good is a sword, next to a shotgun) |
Who Wrote Shotgun By Gallant?
Christopher Joseph Gallant
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What's The Duration Of The Shotgun By Gallant?The duration of Shotgun is 3:17 minutes and seconds. |
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