Settle Down Your Gun Songtext
von The Queue

You′re in my pocket
Wrapped up and locked in
You're a dose of desire
Caught my in the fire once more

You′re a loaded pistol
A subsonic missile
You're the devil's prize
Feel the temperature rise through the floor

I got you running in and out
Running in and out of my mind
I got you running in and out
Running in and out of my mind

You′re instant pleasure
More than gold can measure
When the dawning comes
Let you be the one I adore


A shock to my system
This strange new addiction
Got me down on my knees
Need a remedy, please be the cure

I got you running in and out
Running in and out of my mind
I got you running in and out
Running in and out of my mind

Maybe you′re not right
Maybe I'm not wrong
Love′s suicide
So settle down your gun
Settle down your gun

Maybe you're not right
Maybe I′m not wrong
Love's suicide
Settle down your gun
Let it all ignite
Just like a ten-ton bomb
And when the timing′s right
Settle down your gun