Go Get Your Gun

That bitter taste on the end of my tongue
An infectious memory
You constantly leave me on the back-foot
Another night in the dispensary

You've got the choice to depart
Or else I'm gonna be forced to respond
We're just small fish in an even smaller pond
So go get your gun

The view from this vantage point is nuclear
Hindsight leaves it clear
Throwaway feelings lurk over my shoulder
I'd rather kill than live in fear

Chasing my every move
Tired of always running downhill
So when the clock strikes twelve
I'm gonna shoot to kill

So go get your gun
And break your wishing bone
Gonna do it for fun
'Til I walk out alone

Go get your gun
Dial three digits on your phone
Pack up and run
'Cos it's time you were dethroned
So get your get your gun
And break your wishing bone
Gonna do it for fun
'Til I walk out alone



Credits
Writer(s): Liam O'neil
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