Guns - Yukon Blonde

It’s true what they say about guns

Hiding in the closet

They prey on lonely sons and daughters

All the other special ones

In your defense, well you have none

‘Cause defense against the other

People wielding guns is not real

Did your mama never teach you «no?»

You can wish on stars

And crash the fuck out of cars

And still be what you’ll be

In a free world there’s

No such thing as a freedom

When you can live and die free

But we can figure it out

Well if it’s true what they say about guns

Then count me out, my dear

And drive me into the ocean

Well if it’s true what they say about guns

Then it’s true about me

It’s true they say about guns

Well is it worth it

Holding on to something so bad, baby?

How does it feel to be a lucky one?

Switchblade on your back

You’re a rolling stone

You’re a loved one

And really, did your mama never teach you «no?»

Well if it’s true what they say about guns

Then count me out my dear

And drive me into the ocean

Well if it’s true what they say about guns

Yeah if it’s true what they say about guns

Well if it’s true what they say about guns

Then it’s true about me