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Gun It
04:44
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Kick back just killing time
Time is all we got sick of murdering mine
So look alive side to side eyes shut wide
We gotta get out of here!
Get real, gun it
Keep waging your tongue
How your mouth just runs, gun it
You gotta a lot to say
but you don’t wanna hear, gun it
Think I heard enough
Get real, gun it
Fade to black
This time there’s no coming back
Just a blade of grass
Write you off the pages of my past
I see the sadness in her eyes
Freedom and shame no longer obliged
I ain’t the mess I thought you’d wear with pride
Off of your chest tossed to the side
Lessen the burden step into the light
Drop the curtain on that stage of your life
We gotta get out of here!
Get real, gun it
Keep waging your tongue
How your mouth just runs, gun it
You gotta a lot to say
but you don’t wanna hear, gun it
Think I heard enough
Get real, gun it
Nothing’s made to last
S’why nothing’s all I can grasp
Just a grain of sand
Write you off the pages of my past
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Sickly Aura Soulshine
03:11
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You don’t think this shit flies, hey
Getting a little gun shy
Sickly aura soulshine
We were all fixin to die
Dark and desolate streets parasite pigeons stalk
Nests built from cigarette butts next to symbols written in chalk
Up to my ankles
Up to my knees
Blood
Out on the street
You don’t think this shit flies, hey
Getting a little gun shy
Sickly aura soulshine
We were all fixin to die
For some disfigured five figure sanctimony
All the while the blood is still flowing
Up to my ankles
Up to my knees
Blood
Out on the street
You don’t think your shit stinks
Sickly aura soulshine bitch
You don’t think
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In Heaven
06:08
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As the ash floats down and settles
I survey the twisted metal
In affect caused him to rebel
To fondle for the heavens and fail
You’ll never see his kind again
But parts of him won’t die so quick
In heaven, heaven
Everything will be in
Heaven, heaven
Everything will be in
Heaven, heaven
Everyone you loved in
Heaven
Came a voice smooth and gentle
Said the feeling was existential
The stars looked down on the roof
The sight of her cut right through you
Light shines through the holes you poked
Leaving my heart all full of smoke
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet
Flowed up the hill and down king William Street
Soak up this city’s sadness otherworldly madness
How I hate it here, how I love to get the fear sadly sacramental
In heaven, heaven
Everything will be in
Heaven, heaven
Everything will be in
Heaven, heaven
Everyone you loved in
Heaven
Levitated, so whole it’s sickening
You wanton little wastling, come on mutilate me
I’ve been deprogrammed a victim of love bombing
I was baptized in semen
and audited with a free stress test
Undertook pyramid scene purification
Ignored the psychogenesis
and now I’ve been reborn again
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Gossamer Mind
04:09
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Tap dancing on a tight rope swinging
Over a safety net of dirty syringes
I was waiting for a sign from god but I ain’t heard yet
Got so fucking bored I burnt my arms with cigarettes, felt good
Felt like the blood in my heart drain right out
Coughing and choking as it spills out my mouth
Now my vision’s reeling, I got this feeling like
Pistons screeching like you would believe, I got this feeling like
Night creature I wanna suckle like a leech
Dig her fingers into me like a rotten peach
I said you’re shakingmytree leave my orchard leave me be
Blind from the shine off the webs that we weave
but I still catch a glimpse of what you hide, in the trap of your gossamer mind
Felt like the blood in my heart drain right out
Coughing and choking as it spills out my mouth
Now my vision’s reeling, I got this feeling like
Pistons screeching like you would believe, I got this feeling like
Now I’m breathing underwater and I can see crystal clear when it’s as black as pitch
I have sunken to the surface and swam all through the air
I’ve eating through the dirt, spitting out the rocks
Cutting a path with the edge of my hand
I drank the whole ocean and bellowed out a blistering haze that choked up the atmosphere
The tangled webs we weave trying to make some sense of these tangled webs we weave
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Gun It Adelaide, Australia
We are Gun It! a South Australian, four-piece, blues/rock band, and all we really want to do is go out, and play some rock
and roll.
The band consists of Alastair McGough on lyrics/vocals, Chris Fitzgerald on guitar, Jordan Varbaro on bass and Sam Byrne on drums.
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