Bang (feat. Josh Roberts)

Broadside

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    Hang my head out the window
    Watching the cars go
    Hoping that one of them
    Would change my life

    They say it's all that ego keeping your feet cold
    I should listen
    To my daddy's advice

    I bite my tongue
    Until the blood is running down my chest
    A long pursuit of happiness
    But left with something less
    Thought I'd be more than just the ghost of who I'd never been
    I'm tripping up, with no luck
    In this dance with death

    I hear it I hear It
    I hear it in my head
    I hear it I hear it
    I hear that voice again
    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's at my door
    And I don't wanna run anymore
    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's at my door
    And I don't wanna run
    I don't wanna run anymore

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    I tried to bottle up sorrow
    Save some for tomorrow
    Praying that whisky Jesus saves my life
    I'm checking in on my demons to see how they're feeling
    My momma showed me how to lose a fight

    She tried to warn me I was sinking in the deeper end
    Mouthful of chalk, but I didn't ever wanna swallow it
    And even if my world's not coming to a bitter end
    I couldn't stand the taste of it
    I need more than a sedative

    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's at my door
    And I don't wanna run anymore
    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's at my door
    And I don't wanna run
    I don't wanna run anymore

    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's at my door
    And I don't wanna run anymore
    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's at my door
    And I don't wanna run
    I don't wanna run anymore

    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's
    The reaper's
    Bang bang bang
    The reaper's
    The reaper's

    I don't think I'll run anymore

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