Oh, I¡¯m giving up the one I love
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Our kin dub the great disaster
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To scar my skin to hold this hurt
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They offered their hearts and we tore them apart
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They offered their blood and we left them so parched
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I don¡¯t know if I can give you anything you want
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Go on and give me the gun!
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Nevermind what I¡¯ve done
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They left me no choice
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Oh, they left me no choice
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Go on and give me the gun!
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Let me blow them open
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It¡¯s out of my reach
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Nevermind what they think about me
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I don¡¯t want to say that with mercy we decay
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Coverging closer and faster
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The stone I touched turned to dust
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And she confessed her love
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Only I shut her up as I took all her words and allowed them to rust
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I don¡¯t know if I¡¯m the man you truly want to love
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Go on and give me the gun!
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Nevermind what I¡¯ve done
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They left me no choice
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Oh, they left me no choice
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Go on and give me the gun!
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Let me blow them open
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It¡¯s out of my reach
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Nevermind what they think about me
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Little have they learned anything about me
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Living eyes, the child¡¯s mistakes
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Will I prove things they say?
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When backs are turned and no one¡¯s looking
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Go on and give me the gun!
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Nevermind what I¡¯ve done
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They left me no choice
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Oh, they left me no choice
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Go on and give me the gun!
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Let me blow them open
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It¡¯s out of my reach
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Nevermind what they think about me and this shattered symphony
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And this shattered symphony
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Gimme the gun! Gimme the gun!
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(Hold on and give me the gun)
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This Shattered Symphony
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Coheed And Cambria |