Soil - Loaded Gun Lyrics
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Loaded Gun
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What Are The Lyrics For Loaded Gun By Soil?
Too right to be so wrong too strong well you shoulda known better
Got a mind that's free to be got a heart that'll rage forever How long how long how long 'til you see what's missing How long too long how long 'til you trust in me The truth like a poison pill you push it away you push it away The truth like a loaded gun you push it away you push it away You think I'm the only one with emotions like a loaded gun I'm living blue sky fine with a bullet in the chamber Tell me how I should act how you think I should be How long how long how long 'til you know what's missing Tell me how I frustrate how I make you regret How long too long how long 'til you stand by me The truth like a poison pill you push it away you push it away The truth like a loaded gun you push it away you push it away You scream I'm the only one with emotions like a loaded gun Step aside and breathe ashes of reflection You wish I was more like you well I wish the best for you I'm living blue sky fine with a bullet in the chamber Painted portrait of desperation wrapped up tight in blind frustration It's you you can't see past you you Days and nights they bleed together tryin' to keep your smile forever For you you can't see past you you You scream I'm the only one with emotions like a loaded gun Step aside and breathe ashes of reflection You wish I was more like you well I wish the best for you I'm living blue sky fine with a bullet in the chamber You scream I'm the only one with emotions like a loaded gun I'm living blue sky fine with a bullet in the chambe |
Who Wrote Loaded Gun By Soil?
Chris Sligh, Tony W. Wood
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