Guns For Hands - Twenty One Pilots

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    Ein Song der (wenn man sich den Text gut anhört) Nachdenklich macht.

    Außerdem die genialen Rhythmus wechsel. Eine Mischung aus Rock Ballade und Rap.

    Gehört für mich in jede Spotifysammlung.


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    Lyrics:


    I know what you think in the morning
    When the sun shines on the ground
    And shows what you have done
    It shows where your mind has gone
    And you swearing to your parents
    That it will never happen again
    I know, I know oh ow, what that means, I know oh oh oh ow



    That you all have guns
    And you never put the safety on
    And you all have plans,
    To take it, to take it, don't take it, take it, take it



    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    But I can't, but I can't when you all have
    Guns for hands yeah



    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    But I can't, but I can't when you all have
    Guns for hands yeah



    Let's take this a second at a time
    Let's take this one song, this one rhyme
    Together, let's breathe
    Together, to the beat
    But there's hope out the window
    So that's where we'll go
    Let's go outside and all join hands
    But until then you'll never understand



    That you all have guns
    And you never put the safety on
    And you all have plans
    To take it, to take it, don't take it, take it, take it



    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    But I can't, but I can't when you all have
    Guns for hands yeah



    We've turned our hands to guns, trade in our thumbs for ammunition
    I must forewarn you, of my disorder, or my condition
    'Cause when the sun sets, it upsets what's left of my invested interest
    Interested in putting my fingers to my head
    The solution is, I see a whole room of these mutant kids
    Fused at the wrist, I simply tell them they should shoot at this
    Simply suggest my chest and this confused music, it's
    Obviously best for them to turn their guns to a fist



    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    But I can't, but I can't when you all have
    Guns for hands



    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    I'm trying, I'm trying to sleep
    But I can't, but I can't when you all have
    Guns for hands

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