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chris connelly - the last hit man in heaven كلمات أغنية

you’re the last one
to go and walk into a room
picking out those saints
like they were walking home too soon
cold blooded history on a rosary, yeah
and heavenly triggers animosity

to what do i owe these guilty pleasures to?
do these sins precede a lesser elevation?
i don’t know
save a place for me between god’s invited answers
in rooms of atrophy all bled for leisure’s sake
he greets the hit man with the weapon of his choicе
acid, alkali, or lipstick, but he doesn’t have a voicе

and it never feels right, no
delivered safely, never shadow sanctified
what’s there to say?
you might just…

few decisions between heaven or a hit man
i was kind of hoping there’d be room left just for one
but i don’t see the sk!ll of angels
stretch enough to silence every gun
when you illuminate the passage to persuasion
ghosts are reflected and they unlock every door
shadows weep, the hit man hides
behind the one you never locked before
ooh
ooh
ooh
hit by shadows, last hit man in heaven
i don’t think you can
ooh
ooh
ooh
hit by shadows, last hit man in heaven
i don’t think you can

you’re the one they voted “vandal lost in heaven”
replacing lullabies with all the warpath reasons you were given
the beast that breeds caution and trains it to bite
any mile_long great mistakes
that will approach you here tonight

give it up, bite back
give it up, bite back
gotta give it up, but i’m so afraid to lie and bite back
give it up, bite back
give it up, bite back
gotta give it up, but i’m so afraid to lie and bite back
give it up, bite back
give it up, bite back
gotta give it up, but i’m so afraid to lie and bite back
what’s there to say?
you might just…

few decisions between heaven or a hit man
i was kind of hoping there’d be room left just for one
but i don’t see the sk!ll of angels
stretch enough to silence every gun
when you illuminate the passage to persuasion
ghosts are reflected and they unlock every door
shadows weep, the hit man hides
behind the one you never locked before
few decisions between heaven or a hit man
i was kind of hoping there’d be room left just for one
but i don’t see the sk!ll of angels
stretch enough to silence every gun
when you illuminate the passage to persuasion
ghosts are reflected and they unlock every door
shadows weep, the hit man hides
behind the one you never locked before

ooh
(gotta give it up)
ooh
(gotta give it up)
ooh
(gotta give it up)
hit by shadows, last hit man in heaven
i don’t think you can
ooh
(gotta give it up)
ooh
(gotta give it up)
ooh
(gotta give it up)
hit by shadows, last hit man in heaven
i don’t think you can
ooh
(gotta give it up)
ooh
(gotta give it up)
ooh
(gotta give it up)
hit by shadows, last hit man in heaven
i don’t think you can
ooh
(gotta give it up)

- chris connelly

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