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I'll be gone when you read this so I just wanted to say
I'm sorry to the couple decent people who got in the way
and maybe there was a point at which it all coulda been different
But this is the position we're in and it's pointless to wish that it isn't
You'll all be gawking when I walk in the door
Cocking my shotgun hammer and you drop to the floor
The clocks shatter I scatter the jock horde and splatter the chalkboard
it matters a lot more, than half of you thought
When you were knocking me like I'm a laughingstock
and a weakling a freak and creep, I was mocked and ignored
You're sorry now but talk is cheap, shoulda thought it before
You're the sorry flock of sheep who made me rot to core
and of course you'll make a break to escape through the corridor
don't be late, I'm tryna arrange a date with the coroner
and our fate's are sealed, all you fakes
don't worry this will all be over soon

You got your finger on the trigger, kid
You got your finger on the trigger, kid
Line it up, line it up, line it up
And hit me with the truth

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We come together in this hour of need
to the honor the innocent victims of this cowardly deed
of course I share your sentiment as your voice in the senate
but let's accept nothing ever could have been done to prevent it
it's just the strange inner visions of a deranged individual
full of rage, full of hate, full of vitriol
But I gotta mention that it's sick and insane
my opponent's twisting your pain for political gain
that's lame
and I think it's a damn shame
it doesn't give anyone power to cast blame
because the past is past, and it's best that we keep things the same
So my Chads and my Stacey's, go back to the mall
Fill your bags up at Macy's, and chat in the hall
And I hope I'm the vote that you cast in the fall
cause I care for you, it's true

Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns

George Watsky

The duration of Stick to Your Guns is 4:04 minutes and seconds.