"Gun To My Head" lyrics

"Gun To My Head"

Can you feel it vibrate, held back by my tongue?
Cleanse the palette's bitter taste, chewing on her love

Forgiveness all through this
The cycle always wins

You keep telling me believe what you said
When you keep selling me books that I've read
Nothing else matters so let's skip to the end
Never thought I'd be dead again
But you've got the gun to my head

Wilted jackals withered while I'm miles in hum
Laid my name in the forest maggots made my mud

Lying eyes spill the truth
Carrying the answers
Disaster, the water's laughter
And I dissolve again

You keep showing me what you think I can't see
Throw your double-edged swords at me
Everything's relative it all makes me bleed
Never thought I'd be dead again
But you've got the gun to my head

O-o-ohm, speaks to perfection
In every direction, yeah

Thought I needed truth, but trauma transcends
The spell between us speaks its own death
Here's the last chapter let's put this to bed
My sequel spins another thread
And you've got the gun to my head
Yeah, you've got the gun to my head

So pull the trigger
And I always knew I'd be dead again, yeah
So pull the trigger


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