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sailor george – gun game lyrics

[intro]

bam, right across the head into the f-cking tomb
losing my perspective with a tiny lil‘ metal rod
d-mn, i‘ve got to say your aim just isn‘t off
hitting every part inside my body, shrapnel dancing
my heart is turning into gooey paste
so don‘t face me, i gotta be progressing baby
lately everything just got so crazy
with these point blank bullets hitting off, it‘s aching, oh

[chorus]

these aren‘t no games
i‘ve grown to like your humour
but these aren‘t no plays
you‘ve grown just like a tumour

[verse 1]

.50 cal, going down
shooting these beta clowns
miss me, ow, over with a
bullet going northern b-tch i‘m
sober for like several years until you pull up
banging that glock-69, you‘re going postal
.357 with a deep eye level
aiming down to neville, don‘t you
act like you do not believe me
conceived me ever since you were bulimic
acrylics surrounding your impenetrable ethics
tell me, were you aiming at me?
or was i just another victim of a firearm spree
this is not a good direction to a beautiful keep
unless you wanna go to heaven where the angels will weep
you know, i do feel quite pathetic, you‘re a sniper, baby
it‘s hard to aim towards my heart because the point isn‘t clear
but now the bullet is embedded so remind me my dear
how do i close this open gap so i don‘t shoot back out here

[bridge]

‘cause i got guns, baby, but you don‘t know, baby
and you might go, baby, if i don‘t glow, baby
i might shoot back with a f-cking huge gat i don‘t want to
push back ‘cause i wanted you back, baby, chakapow

[chorus]

these aren‘t no games
(these catastrophes are forcing to contaminate
evident as anyone could be, yuh)
i‘ve grown to like your humour
but these aren‘t no plays
(but you‘re torturing my heart like in a circus
i am no gorilla so just focus, yuh)
you‘ve grown just like a tumour

[verse 2]

drop it, fifty shots a second, wanna time it?
you don‘t know where the safety‘s on so f-ckin‘ drop it
going rampant without a d-mn hunch
whether not the bullets that you shoot mean any d-mn sense
man i wanted to be on your visionary scope
but now i‘m thinking that the answer is a deadly no
full metal jacket with a ragged edge on both the bullets
and the gunpowder yelling louder than a f-cking taurus
‘cause you‘re a f-cking taurus, i mean just listen to us
we‘re ragging on and on but really all we are is lovers
and d-mn i‘ll try not to pop into your affection gauntlet
but d-mn, just try not to include yourself in my condolence

[chorus]

these aren‘t no games
i‘ve grown to like your humour
but these aren‘t no plays
you‘ve grown just like a tumour

- sailor george lyrics

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