Stars - Celebration Guns Lyrics
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Celebration Guns
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What Are The Lyrics For Celebration Guns By Stars?
And so tomorrow there will be another number
For the one who had a name Desert wind and a perverse desire to win History buried in shame All the beating drums Celebration guns The thunder and the laughter The last thing they remember All the beating drums Celebration guns The thunder and the laughter The last thing they remember And then the next day, how will you know your enemy? By their color or your fear? One by one you can cage them in your freedom Make them all disappear Six hundred sixty-six hundred sixty days Two guards for one uncharged This morning's paper's ink stains my fingers My hands grow darker everyday All the beating drums Celebration guns The thunder and the laughter The last thing they remember All the beating drums Celebration guns The thunder and the laughter The last thing they remember All the beating drums Celebration guns The thunder and the laughter The last thing they remember All the beating drums Celebration guns The thunder and the laughter The last thing they remember Goodnight, sleep light, stranger Goodnight, sleep light, stranger Goodnight, sleep light, stranger |
Who Wrote Celebration Guns By Stars?
Amy E Millan, Christopher Allen Seligman, Evan Whitney Cranley, Patrick Mcgee, Torquil John Campbell
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What's The Duration Of The Celebration Guns By Stars?The duration of Celebration Guns is 3:05 minutes and seconds. |
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