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Patrick Park - Sons Of Guns Lyrics

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  • Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
  • Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
  • Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
  • They can’t pull the weight, because it’s heavy as sin,
  • And they can’t see the trouble we’re in.
  • That angry fool wind
  • Is going to blow again,
  • So hang on with all your might.
  • That hard stabbing pain,
  • Will always feel the same,
  • There’s nothing you can do to fight.
  • Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
  • Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
  • Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
  • They can’t pull the weight, because it’s heavy as sin,
  • And they can’t see the trouble we’re in.
  • That angry fool wind
  • Is going to blow again,
  • So hang on with all your might.
  • That hard stabbing pain,
  • Will always feel the same,
  • There’s nothing you can do to fight.

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