Buy a Gun Songtext
von 21 Bricks
Buy a Gun Songtext
Near and dear to my heart
The best of intentions I promise - fuck you
If you′re not ready to burn- burn it to the ground
You're not paying attention you′re worthless - fuck you
Get fucking mad
Get fucking mad
I kinda hate this place, the greed and the fame
Fighting with each other over conditions they fake
Just watch another show, travel around the globe
Poisoning ourselves to feed the problems that we sow
We let people die in our streets
We let people die in the street
I can't let you into my life
You aren't safe if you are not fighting - fuck you
If you′re not ready to burn- burn it to the ground
You need to look beyond your bubble - fuck you
Get fucking mad
Get fucking mad
I kinda hate this place, the greed and the fame
Fighting with each other over conditions they fake
Just watch another show, travel around the globe
Poisoning ourselves to feed the problems that we sow
We let people die in our streets
We let people die in the street
They will let you die, once they empty your pockets
Fate decided by quarterly profits
Here on earth to serve a market
Nothing matters when they will let you die
Behind you is a line, so they will let you die
Commodify and privatize what I need to stay alive
Money from misery, their life comes with our sacrifice
There is no where you can hide
No where you can hide
The world continues to spin
We aren′t going back tomorrow begins
The tides of change aren't coming they′re here
The water's rising we will persevere
Get out and go away
A pariah in disgrace
The truth left on display
Reality they can′t face
The best of intentions I promise - fuck you
If you′re not ready to burn- burn it to the ground
You're not paying attention you′re worthless - fuck you
Get fucking mad
Get fucking mad
I kinda hate this place, the greed and the fame
Fighting with each other over conditions they fake
Just watch another show, travel around the globe
Poisoning ourselves to feed the problems that we sow
We let people die in our streets
We let people die in the street
I can't let you into my life
You aren't safe if you are not fighting - fuck you
If you′re not ready to burn- burn it to the ground
You need to look beyond your bubble - fuck you
Get fucking mad
Get fucking mad
I kinda hate this place, the greed and the fame
Fighting with each other over conditions they fake
Just watch another show, travel around the globe
Poisoning ourselves to feed the problems that we sow
We let people die in our streets
We let people die in the street
They will let you die, once they empty your pockets
Fate decided by quarterly profits
Here on earth to serve a market
Nothing matters when they will let you die
Behind you is a line, so they will let you die
Commodify and privatize what I need to stay alive
Money from misery, their life comes with our sacrifice
There is no where you can hide
No where you can hide
The world continues to spin
We aren′t going back tomorrow begins
The tides of change aren't coming they′re here
The water's rising we will persevere
Get out and go away
A pariah in disgrace
The truth left on display
Reality they can′t face
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