Gun Without Bullets Songtext
von The Bronx
Gun Without Bullets Songtext
I don′t know where I should begin
My scars have overrun my skin
Frustrations taken all my patience
Exposing everything inside
The more time that I spend alone is
The more time that I hate myself
It's one thing not to finish in the first place
Another thing not to finish at all
I can′t stand here and listen to bullshit
And everything you own
Can't stand cause I live alone
Watching shadows fall
I don't know where I fell apart
It wasn′t always like this from the start
Frustrations taken all my patience
I feel the walls closing again
Each day
I try to find another way
My brain′s a gun without bullets
So sad
I can't replace the drive I had
With blood
I don′t know where I should begin
My scars have overrun my skin
Leach on to everything inside
I search for a darker place to hide
By now I've lost complete control
I sold everything like my soul
Frustration′s stole my dedication
Ripped my solid state apart
Each day, I try to find another way
My brain's a gun without bullets
So sad, I can′t replace the drive I had
With my own blood
My brain's a gun
My brains are gone
My brain's a gun
My brains are gone
My scars have overrun my skin
Frustrations taken all my patience
Exposing everything inside
The more time that I spend alone is
The more time that I hate myself
It's one thing not to finish in the first place
Another thing not to finish at all
I can′t stand here and listen to bullshit
And everything you own
Can't stand cause I live alone
Watching shadows fall
I don't know where I fell apart
It wasn′t always like this from the start
Frustrations taken all my patience
I feel the walls closing again
Each day
I try to find another way
My brain′s a gun without bullets
So sad
I can't replace the drive I had
With blood
I don′t know where I should begin
My scars have overrun my skin
Leach on to everything inside
I search for a darker place to hide
By now I've lost complete control
I sold everything like my soul
Frustration′s stole my dedication
Ripped my solid state apart
Each day, I try to find another way
My brain's a gun without bullets
So sad, I can′t replace the drive I had
With my own blood
My brain's a gun
My brains are gone
My brain's a gun
My brains are gone
Writer(s): Joby J. Ford, Jorma Vik, Matt Caughthran, James Tweedy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com