Gun In My Guitar Case - NEO CYKEDALIK & King Trippy

Why did love put a gun in my hand? Why did love put a gun in my hand? Why did love put a gun in my hand? In my bed, in my head, in my hand Was it for redemption? Was it for revenge? Was it for the bottle? Was it for the ledge? Was it for the thrill of pushing my hope to the edge? Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand? Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand? Why did love put a knife in my heart? Why did love open up my scars? Why did love put a knife in my heart? In my bed, in my head, in my heart Was it for redemption? Was it for revenge? Was it for the bottle? Was it for the ledge? Was it for the thrill of pushing my hope to the edge? Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand? Why did love, why did love, why did love Put a gun in my hand (why did love, why did love, why did love) Put a gun in my hand (why did love, why did love) Why did love put a gun in my hand? Woah, in my hand Oh, was it for redemption? Was it for revenge? Was it for the bottle? Was it for the ledge? For the thrill of pushing my hope to the edge? Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand? Ooh, in my hand Why did love, why did love put a gun in my hand?

Misery likes company I like the way that sounds I've been trying to find the meaning So I can write it down Starin' out the window It's such a long way down I'd like to jump But I'm afraid to hit the ground I can't write a love song the way I feel today And I can't sing no song of hope I got nothing to say Life is feeling kind of strange since you went away I sing this song to you wherever you are As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms I'm tired of watching TV It makes me want to scream Outside the world is burning Man it's so hard to believe Each day you know you're dying From the cradle to the grave I get so numb sometimes That I just feel the pain I can't write a love song the way I feel today I can't sing no song of hope I've got nothing to say Life is feeling kind of strange it's strange enough these days I send this song to you whoever you are As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms Staring at the paper (Staring at the paper) I don't know what to write (I don't know what to write) I'll have my last cigarette well (I'll have my last cigarette) (Turn out the lights) Maybe tomorrow (Maybe tomorrow) I'll feel it differently (I'll feel it differently) But here in my delusion (Here in my delusion) I don't know what to say (What to say) I can't write a love song the way I feel today And I can't sing no song of hope I got nothing to say I can't fight the feelings that are buried in my brains I send this song to you wherever you are As my guitar lies bleeding I can't write a love song the way I feel today And I can't sing no song of hope there's no one left to save And I can't fight the feelings buried in my brains I send this song to you everyone As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms As my guitar lies bleeding in my arms Ohhh