Guts lyrics

The consequence of a child
The mild months of worthwhile
No mess you better decide
With grace but not by design
She smokes like guns to the world
We`ll catch your moderate slur
And sing your modern love song
But wish you`d died anyway
Now gone I`m gonna get you for that
Get you more like a chance
I`m more of a guns to the wall
The guts that cut through your lungs
Every breath takes a sound
You`re deciding on them all

I felt like I would learn to fly the pattern you were aiming for
You feel like time is not all necessary, but my mind would
I come around so much less without you, without you
I can`t breathe

The consequence of a child
The mild months of worthwhile
No mess you better decide
With grace but not by design
She smokes like guns to the world
We`ll catch your moderate slur
And sing your modern love song
But wish you`d died anyway
Now gone I`m gonna get you for that
Get you more like a chance
I`m more of a guns to the wall
The guts that cut through your lungs
Every breath takes a sound
You`re deciding on them all

I felt like I would learn to fly the pattern you were aiming for
You feel like time is not all necessary, but my mind would
I come around so much less without you, without you
I can`t breathe

I can only think that you would be unhappy for me after all the silly shit we`ve been through
I can only hope that life would be so lax and so free when the mornings get you more than before
I would only hope that everything would come back to you just to say you wanted me too
I would be the one to let you catch up and go through, go through

I felt like I would learn to fly the pattern you were aiming for
You feel like time is not all necessary, but my mind would
I come around so much less without you, without you
I can`t breathe
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