Gunner
You're the gunner, I'm the target
Both of us trapped in this circuit
I'm rotting in the corner of your brain
You care enough to have me there
But just to beat me while I'm bare
The gunner's tearing me apart
And now they're aiming straight for my heart
I can see we've past our point
I hate to disappoint
Everything's turned clear
You were never here
You're aiming right at my head
You tell me I'd be better off dead
I don't care, your bullets are out
So lower your gun and shut your mouth
We've been down this road before
But we both kept coming back for more
Why did I play pawn in your game?
You love playing with your toys
It doesn't matter, girls or boys
But everyone is waking up
So start preparing your backup
You can't see from my point of view
So I can't see this through
You tell me to take a knee
But you can't control me
You're aiming right at my head
You tell me I'd be better off dead
I don't care, your bullets are out
So lower your gun and shut your mouth
You're aiming right at my head
You tell me I'd be better off dead
I don't care, your bullets are out
So lower your gun and shut your mouth
Both of us trapped in this circuit
I'm rotting in the corner of your brain
You care enough to have me there
But just to beat me while I'm bare
The gunner's tearing me apart
And now they're aiming straight for my heart
I can see we've past our point
I hate to disappoint
Everything's turned clear
You were never here
You're aiming right at my head
You tell me I'd be better off dead
I don't care, your bullets are out
So lower your gun and shut your mouth
We've been down this road before
But we both kept coming back for more
Why did I play pawn in your game?
You love playing with your toys
It doesn't matter, girls or boys
But everyone is waking up
So start preparing your backup
You can't see from my point of view
So I can't see this through
You tell me to take a knee
But you can't control me
You're aiming right at my head
You tell me I'd be better off dead
I don't care, your bullets are out
So lower your gun and shut your mouth
You're aiming right at my head
You tell me I'd be better off dead
I don't care, your bullets are out
So lower your gun and shut your mouth
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Writer(s): Maryn Pegan
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