Iron Chic - Ancient Pistol Lyrics

Iron Chic Lyrics

"Ancient Pistol"

I've got a story to tell
I hope I wear it well
I've got an axe to grind
Like how life ground us into dust
I've got money to burn
I had to wait my turn
I had to learn my mind
Is never something I can trust

So I'm standing here
With my naked heart
And I hold it up
In my shaking arms
I'm not trying to die
I'm just making art
So don't make it hard
Don't make it hard

It's getting hard to resist
I'm feeling counterfeit
And that's a threat so real
It's almost something I can touch

So I'm standing here
With my naked heart
And I hold it up
In my shaking arms
I'm not trying to die
I'm just making art
So don't make it hard
Don't make it hard
I'm just making art
Don't make it hard

I had a story to tell
I hope I told it well
I had to face my fear
That I was never good enough

Now I'm standing here
With my naked heart
And I hold it up
In my shaking arms
I'm not trying to die
I'm just making art
So don't make it hard
Don't make it hard
I'm not trying to die

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