Get Your Gun - The Worrying Kind | Текст песни

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• Get Your Gun
• The Worrying Kind

i used to talk so loud
so i could hide my tongue
and now i shut my mouth

unturned to sound
unturned to sound

i wish i wan`t exist
less hopeless bliss
but when the life so weird

it had to find some rest
it had to find some rest

i know you try so hard
you not the only one
i hope you realize

but you`re the worrying kind
but you`re the worrying kind

i used to talk so loud
so i could hide my tongue

i think i realize
i am the worrying kind (x8)

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