Lonely Rules (Sleep With A Gun)
Sleep with a gun
Tell all your friends you're happy
Out on the run
I hope you're thinking of me
Not too paranoid to say that
Sometimes things get carried away again
But all those lonely rules
And all those lonely rules
Out on the run
Tell all your friends you hate me
I think I'm done
All the things that you made me
Not too paranoid to say that
Sometimes we get carried away again
But all those lonely rules
And all those lonely rules
What is blood
What is blood
What is blood but a face in the mud
What is blood
What is blood
What is blood but face in the mud
Trapped by those lonely rules
Can't break those lonely rules
Oh no I can't I wish I could
You know I'd tell you if I would
I made a pact for greater good
A contract killing and I should
The lines are blurred but I don't mind
The target reticles behind
I may be dead but I'm not blind
I think I've always been alright
Sleep with a gun
Tell all your friends you're happy
Out on the run
I hope you're thinking of me
Not too paranoid to say that
Sometimes things get carried away again
Led by those lonely rules
Hide from those lonely rules
And all those lonely rules
Die by those lonely rules
Tell all your friends you're happy
Out on the run
I hope you're thinking of me
Not too paranoid to say that
Sometimes things get carried away again
But all those lonely rules
And all those lonely rules
Out on the run
Tell all your friends you hate me
I think I'm done
All the things that you made me
Not too paranoid to say that
Sometimes we get carried away again
But all those lonely rules
And all those lonely rules
What is blood
What is blood
What is blood but a face in the mud
What is blood
What is blood
What is blood but face in the mud
Trapped by those lonely rules
Can't break those lonely rules
Oh no I can't I wish I could
You know I'd tell you if I would
I made a pact for greater good
A contract killing and I should
The lines are blurred but I don't mind
The target reticles behind
I may be dead but I'm not blind
I think I've always been alright
Sleep with a gun
Tell all your friends you're happy
Out on the run
I hope you're thinking of me
Not too paranoid to say that
Sometimes things get carried away again
Led by those lonely rules
Hide from those lonely rules
And all those lonely rules
Die by those lonely rules
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Writer(s): Adam Koisor
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