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Coheed And Cambria

Guns Of Summer

 

Guns Of Summer

(album: Year Of The Black Rainbow - 2010)


If this is my last chance, keep it
I don't need your jokes
I'm better off without the misunderstanding
If I am displeasing, then leave me
The reason to all our worth
Would I truly care if we truly mean nothing?

Oh, have we been fed crazy?
or will the curtain save me
from my final pun?

No one will save us
You think that somebody cares
while the water is rising up?
Let the cleansing begin
Mother will they ever thank you?
Instead we hide behind these foolish lies
Ambitions have told us otherwise

Cold as winter, Guns of summer
Point and watch them run
Summer's will and debris in their son
This is your last chance, will you give up?

But in our turning towards the new
And disregarding these old ways
Will we gain some truth or suffer again?

Allow it as it breaks and showers our soul
Rain down fire and burn us all!

No one will save us
You think that somebody cares
while the water is rising up?
Let the cleansing begin
Mother will they ever thank you?
Instead we hide behind these foolish lies
Magicians have told us otherwise

Cold as winter, Guns of summer
Point and watch them run
Summer's will and debris in their son
This is your last chance, will you give up?

There is only one judge...it is yourself

Cold as winter, Guns of summer
Point and watch them run
Summer's will and debris in their son
This is your last chance, will you give up?
Run, summer's will and debris in their son
This is your last chance, will you, this is your last chance

(Cold as winter, guns) This is your last chance, will you give?
(Cold as winter, guns) This is your last chance, will you?
(Cold, cold) This is your last chance, will you give?
(as winter, guns) This is your last chance, will you?

done

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