Sound Of A Gun
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โฑ๏ธ 4:24 duration
๐ ID: 5932995
๐ Lyrics
I heard the sound of a gun
As I was making my way down the dock
That sat beside your old house
When my head was a tyranny
I heard a crack in your voice
And barely made out my words in response
But nonetheless, I broke down
I'm pretty sure that was home for me
Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
Like a safe house on the shore
A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
That held a life that's in decline
When all the water built inside my head
I came to stay at your house
To get away from the noises in my room
I drank a bowl of your mother's homemade soup
As we sat on your roof
I took some comfort and thought, there's no way it could be so bad
That a knife in my chest isn't worth all the stress
Maybe I should move away
Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
Like a safe house on the shore
A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
That held a life that's in decline
When all the water built inside my head
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
As I was making my way down the dock
That sat beside your old house
When my head was a tyranny
I heard a crack in your voice
And barely made out my words in response
But nonetheless, I broke down
I'm pretty sure that was home for me
Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
Like a safe house on the shore
A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
That held a life that's in decline
When all the water built inside my head
I came to stay at your house
To get away from the noises in my room
I drank a bowl of your mother's homemade soup
As we sat on your roof
I took some comfort and thought, there's no way it could be so bad
That a knife in my chest isn't worth all the stress
Maybe I should move away
Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
Like a safe house on the shore
A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
That held a life that's in decline
When all the water built inside my head
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
The open wound that begs for salt
My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
That colors me a special shade of green
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:16.70] I heard the sound of a gun
[00:20.75] As I was making my way down the dock
[00:24.92] That sat beside your old house
[00:28.30] When my head was a tyranny
[00:33.36] I heard a crack in your voice
[00:37.43] And barely made out my words in response
[00:41.63] But nonetheless, I broke down
[00:44.75] I'm pretty sure that was home for me
[00:48.62]
[00:54.88] Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
[01:03.24] Like a safe house on the shore
[01:06.88] A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
[01:14.05] That held a life that's in decline
[01:17.94] When all the water built inside my head
[01:23.83]
[01:43.70] I came to stay at your house
[01:47.79] To get away from the noises in my room
[01:51.96] I drank a bowl of your mother's homemade soup
[01:56.15] As we sat on your roof
[02:00.02] I took some comfort and thought, there's no way it could be so bad
[02:07.33] That a knife in my chest isn't worth all the stress
[02:12.37] Maybe I should move away
[02:15.02]
[02:21.85] Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
[02:30.15] Like a safe house on the shore
[02:33.70] A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
[02:40.96] That held a life that's in decline
[02:45.10] When all the water built inside my head
[02:53.40] The open wound that begs for salt
[02:57.26] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:01.58] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:09.38] The open wound that begs for salt
[03:13.72] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:18.23] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:26.38] The open wound that begs for salt
[03:30.36] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:34.54] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:42.97] The open wound that begs for salt
[03:47.01] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:51.36] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:58.88]
[00:20.75] As I was making my way down the dock
[00:24.92] That sat beside your old house
[00:28.30] When my head was a tyranny
[00:33.36] I heard a crack in your voice
[00:37.43] And barely made out my words in response
[00:41.63] But nonetheless, I broke down
[00:44.75] I'm pretty sure that was home for me
[00:48.62]
[00:54.88] Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
[01:03.24] Like a safe house on the shore
[01:06.88] A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
[01:14.05] That held a life that's in decline
[01:17.94] When all the water built inside my head
[01:23.83]
[01:43.70] I came to stay at your house
[01:47.79] To get away from the noises in my room
[01:51.96] I drank a bowl of your mother's homemade soup
[01:56.15] As we sat on your roof
[02:00.02] I took some comfort and thought, there's no way it could be so bad
[02:07.33] That a knife in my chest isn't worth all the stress
[02:12.37] Maybe I should move away
[02:15.02]
[02:21.85] Danny, you were always ten feet from me laying in your bed
[02:30.15] Like a safe house on the shore
[02:33.70] A place I'd come to call a happy time, an upright spine
[02:40.96] That held a life that's in decline
[02:45.10] When all the water built inside my head
[02:53.40] The open wound that begs for salt
[02:57.26] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:01.58] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:09.38] The open wound that begs for salt
[03:13.72] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:18.23] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:26.38] The open wound that begs for salt
[03:30.36] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:34.54] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:42.97] The open wound that begs for salt
[03:47.01] My limbs strapped in a rusty vault
[03:51.36] That colors me a special shade of green
[03:58.88]