HOLDIN' THE GUN
Music and lyrics by Riitis
We fight way too much, in lack of a gentle touch.
We use words as arrows to hide behind.
No chivalry intact, it's just a matter of fact.
When did we stop caring, stopped being kind?
What got it started, it doesn't really matter.
I was the one who pulled a trigger at her.
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
I'm holdin' the gun.
You know, the plans we make they can't really take
All the pressure we sprinkle on them.
The smallest notion will turn into an ocean.
You better get on your lifeboat or swim.
Things you live to regret always start small,
then it all will come to an epic fall.
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun,
still smokin' and hot, in hell I probably rot,
still holdin' the gun.
Shiny things get old, the grass seems greener on the other side.
Break it up or make it up? Guess I made up my mind, made up my mind...
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun,
still smokin' and hot, in hell I probably rot,
still holdin' the gun.
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HOLDIN' THE GUN
Music and lyrics by Riitis
We fight way too much, in lack of a gentle touch.
We use words as arrows to hide behind.
No chivalry intact, it's just a matter of fact.
When did we stop caring, stopped being kind?
What got it started, it doesn't really matter.
I was the one who pulled a trigger at her.
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
I'm holdin' the gun.
You know, the plans we make they can't really take
All the pressure we sprinkle on them.
The smallest notion will turn into an ocean.
You better get on your lifeboat or swim.
Things you live to regret always start small,
then it all will come to an epic fall.
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun,
still smokin' and hot, in hell I probably rot,
still holdin' the gun.
Shiny things get old, the grass seems greener on the other side.
Break it up or make it up? Guess I made up my mind, made up my mind...
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun,
still smokin' and hot, in hell I probably rot,
still holdin' the gun.
Music and lyrics by Riitis
We fight way too much, in lack of a gentle touch.
We use words as arrows to hide behind.
No chivalry intact, it's just a matter of fact.
When did we stop caring, stopped being kind?
What got it started, it doesn't really matter.
I was the one who pulled a trigger at her.
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
I'm holdin' the gun.
You know, the plans we make they can't really take
All the pressure we sprinkle on them.
The smallest notion will turn into an ocean.
You better get on your lifeboat or swim.
Things you live to regret always start small,
then it all will come to an epic fall.
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun,
still smokin' and hot, in hell I probably rot,
still holdin' the gun.
Shiny things get old, the grass seems greener on the other side.
Break it up or make it up? Guess I made up my mind, made up my mind...
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun.
What the hell have I done? What the hell was I on?
Holdin' the gun. I'm holdin' the gun,
still smokin' and hot, in hell I probably rot,
still holdin' the gun.
Writer: Riitis
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing