Letra Every Gun de Patrick Sweany

Letra de Every Gun

Patrick Sweany


Every Gun
Patrick Sweany
(0 votos)
Gotta maintain composure
Walk myself through the moves
I got grit for my teeth, a hand to squeeze
Hold on to my cool
Wielded knife is deadly
Sharper than it seems
Remember slurs like a scar
Slashed into your cheek
Slashed into your cheek
When you're swing for knockouts
Smooth standin' alone
Win your fight, think you're right
But what you want is gone
Love will be the answer
To cool that head of steam
Always hurt the one you love
Lose that thing you need
Lose that thing you need
History loves a winner
And every fighter is a loser it seems
It all goes south from shootin' off my mouth
I planted what I reap
Lord let me hold back the anger
Lord help me soften my speech
Help me understand the power of the man
Firin' every gun in reach
Firin' every gun


Comparte Every Gun! con tus amigos.


Que tal te parece Every Gun de Patrick Sweany?
Pesima
Mala
Regular
Buena
Excelente