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fax gang - shotgun كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
got a shotgun in the back
riding shotgun in the glove i got a gat
taking off the gloves so god above let me adapt
burner getting charged, i don’t wanna interact
slipping off the pills, can’t afford another night
starry in the sky, but you still ask me for a light
smoking out the window, outta mind, it’s outta sight
won’t open up my mouth, i don’t want another fight
drive a couple dozen miles, yet we never speed it up
soda in my bottle, you got coffee in your mug
bitter as a tab that i ground up into dust
slowing even more because the pick_up’s in the mud
spin the tires up, yeah i’d like to see you try
getting tired, gеtting bored, i let out a little sigh
thеn you ask why, i look away, avert my eyes
this is how the cookie crumbles this is how it goes awry

[chorus]
i don’t wanna spend a day with you
but i gotta stay with you
and no i’m not okay with you
i can’t even hesitate with you
driving me insane with you
yeah, no i’m not okay with you
i don’t wanna spend a day with you
but i gotta stay with you
and no i’m not okay with you
i can’t even hesitate with you
driving me insane with you
yeah, no i’m not okay with you
[verse 2]
get the tires out the dirt
windows open, muck is on my shirt
i mutter little f_ck yous on alert
you sound so f_cking curt
i try to reassert but then we bicker ‘til we’re bitter, getting bottles for my thirst
my soda turns to liquor
my skull is getting thicker
we fail to make a stop so we’re not getting any dinner
head is getting bigger
i say that you’re a sinner, you’re a quitter
i’m a winner and that’s how we f_cking differ
it’s getting to my liver
i feel a f_cking fist right on my face and then my lights are out, i see a little glimmer
i hear a little snicker, you always were a kidder
i just forgot you had a talent for those heavy hitters
regain myself don’t know what to consider
i climb back to the back lower the window and i grab the f_cking stinger
the car is at a skitter
my finger’s on the trigger
found out that the world ends with both a bang and a whimper

[verse 3]
i wake up with bl__dy hands
car in shambles, underneath, my body crammed
spitting out detritus from a mouth that’s full of sand
so much for a trip where everything can go to plan
looking to my left, there’s n0body at the wheel
try to move my arm, can my fingers even feel
skin is broken up with shards of glass and bits of steel
someone walks up to the broken car, he looks and kneels
opens up the door, lends a hand, i’m standing up
smelling like my liquor and the coffee in your mug
mixed with gasoline from the tanker of the truck
look up see him carrying the shotgun wet with blood
rubbing out my eyes, i can barely even see
take a good look at his face i see you but i see me
i finally concede, i don’t beg and i don’t plead
i point the shotgun at my head, i know that i’m gonna bleed

- fax gang

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