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Guns For Hands

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Intro:                         (2x)
Verse 1:
I know what you think in the morning when the sun shines on the ground
And shows what you have done it shows where your mind has gone.
And you swear to your parents that it will never happen again
I know I know what that means I know.
Pre-Chorus
That you all have guns and you never put the safety on.
And you all have plans to take it to take it don't take it take it take it.
I'm trying I'm trying to sleep. I'm trying I'm trying to sleep.
But I can't but I can't when you all have guns for hands.
I'm trying I'm trying to sleep. I'm trying I'm trying to sleep.
But I can't but I can't when you all have guns for hands.
Verse 2:
Let's take this a second at a time. Let's take this one song this one rhyme.
Together let's breathe. Together to the beat.
But there's hope out the window so that's where we'll go.
Let's go outside and all join hands but until then you'll never understand.
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That you all have guns and you never put the safety on.
And you all have plans to take it to take it don't take it take it take it.
I'm trying I'm trying to sleep. I'm trying I'm trying to sleep.
But I can't but I can't when you all have guns for hands.
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(4x)
Third time rapping starts
We've turned our hands to guns trade in our thumbs for ammunition. I must  
forewarn you of my disorder my condition.
'Cause when the sun sets it upsets what's left of my invested interest  
interested in putting my fingers to my head.
The solution is I see a whole room of these mutant kids fused at the wrist I  
simply tell them they should shoot at this.
Simply suggest my chest and this confused music is obviously best for them to turn  
their guns to a fist.
Bridge:                         
I'm trying I'm trying to sleep. I'm trying I'm trying to sleep.
But I can't but I can't when you all have guns for hands.
I'm trying I'm trying to sleep. I'm trying I'm trying to sleep.
But I can't but I can't when you all have guns for hands.

Guns For Hands

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