Underground_Network
August 31st, 2010, 08:18 AM
Pull the trigger and I'm dying
But you know that I'll be flying
In the sky when I'm gone
Because I just can do no wrong,
I am alive in the sky even
When I've gone and died...
But please supply me oxygen
I don't want to leave you just yet
I am alive but don't forget
That I could easily be dead,
Because you know
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.
I don't want to die, but when I deride
Someone or something I'm bound to ignite
A flame already slightly alive, I'm bound to instigate
And fight for my life, a gun gets pulled out
Nobody cries, but someone get's shot
And everyone dives (to the ground).
(You know)
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.
If they don't know just what to do
Anger has mangled their senses outright,
And now when it's dark and they see their scars
They'll realize the world has fucked them up bad,
They'll pull out their gun, they'll fire away
A two year old dies and they're not ashamed.
(You know)
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.
(You know)
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.
But you know that I'll be flying
In the sky when I'm gone
Because I just can do no wrong,
I am alive in the sky even
When I've gone and died...
But please supply me oxygen
I don't want to leave you just yet
I am alive but don't forget
That I could easily be dead,
Because you know
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.
I don't want to die, but when I deride
Someone or something I'm bound to ignite
A flame already slightly alive, I'm bound to instigate
And fight for my life, a gun gets pulled out
Nobody cries, but someone get's shot
And everyone dives (to the ground).
(You know)
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.
If they don't know just what to do
Anger has mangled their senses outright,
And now when it's dark and they see their scars
They'll realize the world has fucked them up bad,
They'll pull out their gun, they'll fire away
A two year old dies and they're not ashamed.
(You know)
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.
(You know)
That guns are the enemy
It's not the people, see
It's what they're holding here,
They've got guns to support
Their lust for divorcing the morals
in life, they shoot just to rise.