Paroles:
The Organ Grab That Gun

think you?re a genius And when we make your hangnails bleed You deserve a phd We should put that record on The one you found when you were gone The one that

they?re suddenly covered in Shrapnel too It?s true, most die in your bedroom All the time i?m getting shot Oh, barrels roll and hammers drop Come on now Grab that gun

: My neck hurts ?Cause i?ve been cutting moons My hands hurts ?Cause i cut them from you So someone snuck into your room And it got back to me Now,

: It really shook you when i said ?no one has ever looked so dead? Well, it?s over and i can?t go there anymore And in the backseat of your car You

Okay , that?s enough of that Okay, okay now that?s enough of that I?m getting very tired of the facts I?m getting very tired of the fact that I must

explosions! Maybe it's all made up in our heads This happens to me when i'm bored Or depressed Here is the best part of the song Where I admit that i

It really shook you when i said ?no one has ever looked so dead? Well, it?s over and i can?t go there anymore And in the backseat of your car You

My neck hurts ?Cause i?ve been cutting moons My hands hurts ?Cause i cut them from you So someone snuck into your room And it got back to me Now, i

they?re suddenly covered in Shrapnel too It?s true, most die in your bedroom All the time i?m getting shot Oh, barrels roll and hammers drop Come on now Grab that gun