Every Gun Makes Its Own Tomb
The Forecast
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Drive! Lets get out of this mess We can fall out into empty streets And stumble for a place to meet Stop! stop talking We have burned too many bridges now We have to stop to think about this Before we give up And fall into broken promises that are ten feet deep And we always seem to sink We need to be more honest than we ever have We're sinking deep Now drink! So we can spill more Secrets from past lives that have never died And always seem to help us trip and fall Fall in love with With these eyes of mine that cannot lie For they have never shined this bright But we'll keep dancing Around the truth that we're so scared to spill So drink up baby I've had my fill
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Written by: Anthony Peck, Dustin Addis, Matt Webb, Shannon Burns
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