Told all of our friends about the news
Drove through Indiana unamused
By the two black dogs playing catch with the cars
On the dirt road, small town.
It should be a moment
Yeah, it should be a memory.
It's just close quarters and loose-change jangling.
I can't tell if I've got the right to be angry
When the world's just passing us by
And inside nothings changing.
Feels like nothing ever changes these days.
The shoulders got colder as we go through
All the things I held grey-blued.
The future's getting harder to find these days and the past is harder to get to.
Your anger is an arrow My Frustration is a wall One will strike you down and one divides us all. People are strange.
I'm estranged
I'm a stranger.
And that's another thing that's gonna have to change.
Feels like nothing ever changes.
Spoken:
It should be a moment of surreal peace and unity if it weren't for the don't-snap-at-me bickering and tension. It's sad that it always gets this way. I've found myself screaming at strangers in invented situations in my head,
Searching: who signs first on behalf of a group? Separation anxiety Youngest sibling depression How to mediate group discussions
Imposter syndrome
And Net v Gross
You held your guilt like a gun,
But what are you running away from? You'd shoot a glare at the sun
And blame your closed eyes on the sunlight
Shooting stars in the daylight will make you stare at the sun
Guilt Like a Gun Video (MV)
Performed By: Kali Masi
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: Anthony Elliott, John Garrison, Sam Porter, Wes Moore
Kali Masi - Guilt Like a Gun Lyrics
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Told all of our friends about the news
Drove through Indiana unamused
By the two black dogs playing catch with the cars
On the dirt road, small town.
It should be a moment
Yeah, it should be a memory.
It's just close quarters and loose-change jangling.
I can't tell if I've got the right to be angry
When the world's just passing us by
And inside nothings changing.
Feels like nothing ever changes these days.
The shoulders got colder as we go through
All the things I held grey-blued.
The future's getting harder to find these days and the past is harder to get to.
Your anger is an arrow My Frustration is a wall One will strike you down and one divides us all. People are strange.
I'm estranged
I'm a stranger.
And that's another thing that's gonna have to change.
Feels like nothing ever changes.
Spoken:
It should be a moment of surreal peace and unity if it weren't for the don't-snap-at-me bickering and tension. It's sad that it always gets this way. I've found myself screaming at strangers in invented situations in my head,
Searching: who signs first on behalf of a group? Separation anxiety Youngest sibling depression How to mediate group discussions
Imposter syndrome
And Net v Gross
You held your guilt like a gun,
But what are you running away from? You'd shoot a glare at the sun
And blame your closed eyes on the sunlight
Shooting stars in the daylight will make you stare at the sun
Drove through Indiana unamused
By the two black dogs playing catch with the cars
On the dirt road, small town.
It should be a moment
Yeah, it should be a memory.
It's just close quarters and loose-change jangling.
I can't tell if I've got the right to be angry
When the world's just passing us by
And inside nothings changing.
Feels like nothing ever changes these days.
The shoulders got colder as we go through
All the things I held grey-blued.
The future's getting harder to find these days and the past is harder to get to.
Your anger is an arrow My Frustration is a wall One will strike you down and one divides us all. People are strange.
I'm estranged
I'm a stranger.
And that's another thing that's gonna have to change.
Feels like nothing ever changes.
Spoken:
It should be a moment of surreal peace and unity if it weren't for the don't-snap-at-me bickering and tension. It's sad that it always gets this way. I've found myself screaming at strangers in invented situations in my head,
Searching: who signs first on behalf of a group? Separation anxiety Youngest sibling depression How to mediate group discussions
Imposter syndrome
And Net v Gross
You held your guilt like a gun,
But what are you running away from? You'd shoot a glare at the sun
And blame your closed eyes on the sunlight
Shooting stars in the daylight will make you stare at the sun
Writer: Anthony Elliott, John Garrison, Sam Porter, Wes Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, LOUSY SONGS PARTNERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, LOUSY SONGS PARTNERS