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covey - sound of a gun كلمات أغنية

i heard the sound of a gun
as i was making my way down the dock
that sat beside your old house
when my head was a tyranny

i heard a crack in your voice
and barely made out my words in response
but nonetheless i broke down
i’m pretty sure that was home for me

i came to stay at your house
to get away from the noises in my room
i drank a bowl of your mother’s homemade soup
as we sat on your roof

i took some comfort and thought, there’s no way it could be so bad
that a knife in my chest isn’t worth all the stress
maybe i should move away

danny you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
like a safe house on the shore
a place i’d come to call a happy time, an upright spine
that held a life that’s in decline
when all the water built inside my head
the open wound that begs for salt
my limbs strapped in a rusty vault
that colors me a special shade of green

the open wound that begs for salt
my limbs strapped in a rusty vault
that colors me a special shade of green

the open wound
that begs for salt
my limbs strapped in a rusty vault
that colors me a special shade of green

the open wound that begs for salt

- covey

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