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Gravemakers And Gunslingers

 

Gravemakers And Gunslingers

(álbum: Good Apollo, I'm Burning Star IV, Volume Two: No World for Tomorrow - 2007)


So draw, little piggy, better watch out for number one.
(I fear there's a bad wind blowing through there)
You better put up the shutters cause Lord knows
Now I ain't stopping 'till the worst gets alive.
Little strutter don't you creep out that fucking rut.
(It's best that you don't go walking through there)
Now please a don't bother knocking
Cause God knows I ain't now stopping 'till you breathe none.

Hey!
What I miss?
We're one and the same.

Just give it the push while I kick-start
(There's just no time for this)
Come on! It's just the hurt I'm looking for
I don't wanna live no more
You've got the gun, I've got the bullets.
Don't wanna live no more
Oh baby, be my lover
Go on and pull that trigger!

You're the sin of this city, now repent for the wrong you've done.
(I'm not sorry for this, not sorry at all)
You're a snake under cover
No room for another just these bad motherfuckers.
Leave a long trail of nothing, little bad boy with gun in hand.
(Its best that you don't go walking through there)
Now please a come boy a popping
Cause God knows I ain't now stopping 'till you breathe none.

Hey!
What I miss?
We're one and the same.

Just give it the push while I kick-start
(There's just no time for this)
Come on! It's just the hurt I'm looking for
I don't wanna live no more
You've got the gun, I've got the bullets.
Don't wanna live no more
Oh baby, be my lover
Go on and pull that trigger!

Let flood out the weasel's hole,
(Oh, Christ, will you bury my body?)
To choke out all the lies it's told,
(Oh, Christ, will you bury my body?)
With time, hope the hurt gets old,
(Oh, Christ, will you bury my body?)
Let's fuck out the weasel's hole,
(Oh, Christ, will you bury my body?)

We'll keep marching to the top of this tower.
As God isn't at home. No.
There's nothing in the way that could stop us,
It's your time to go.

Hey!
What I miss?
We're one and the same.

Just give it the push while I kick-start
(There's just no time for this)
Come on! It's just the hurt I'm looking for
I don't wanna live no more
You've got the gun, I've got the bullets.
Don't wanna live no more
Oh baby, be my lover
Go on and pull that trigger!

I don't wanna live no more,
Go on and pull that trigger!
Don't wanna live no more,
Be my lover go on and pull that trigger!

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