Guns

Hey, show’s pretty nice
They wanna hear more
They need to think twice
(so) You’re wrapping your soul
Start cleaning up
You’re killing a joke
With your bitter lough

Hey, time to go home
One to forget
One for the road
No ticking clocks
Bare, out of touch
The opening chord
For my wounded match

You’ll have my guns
You’ll take me down
You’ll see though the flashing haze
You’ll hold me down,
to see through my painted face
You’ll stay around

Hey, it’s all in your head
Falling in love Falling in hate
Cause you only chose
From what you could get
Your life is a show
And the star’s nearly dead


You’ll have my guns
You’ll take me down
You’ll see though the flashing haze
You’ll hold me down,
to see through my painted face
You’ll stay around

I’m gonna fight it
And you’ll keep me close
Till i’m falling, tired
Bloodstains will glow
To the shine of gunpowder
Cause you’ll stay around.. Around...

מילים: שרי גבעתי, לחן: יהל דורון