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Sunday Guns

from Animals Have Gods by The Hearing Aides

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Away in your attic, beneath the raincoats
You left me here drowning, but I've learned to float
Your world looks so small up above the haze of frustration
And consequences fade in the light of a new-agey morning
Off somewhere there's piano, like a single-note redemption

But I don't want to hear about it
Not today and not ever again
Because I've already been around it
And I've seen how it ends

Don't be so traumatic, the knife went in clean
I found my way out of the door before she even knew it was me
And your Sunday guns are ringing, they're calling out to me

Yeah, I don't want to hear about it
Not from you or from anyone else
Because I've already been around it
So I'll see you in hell

Oh I wish I could be something more than me
A poet, or a doctor, or a saint, but I probably wouldn't like it much anyway

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from Animals Have Gods, released May 14, 2015

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