Angels & Airwaves - No More Guns

Early in the morning
And I'm sitting at the table
Drinking shots of ancient whiskey
'Cause I don't feel all that stable
Whoa-oh-oh
Woo

We're in a fucking nightmare
There's a hundred thousand victims
If we can't protect them safely
Then they die from their complexion

Oh, oh, first though
Start up the show
Give up the name 'cause we're ready to go, oh-oh
No, what can you say?
What can we play with our guns today?
Oh-oh like, too down tonight
Shoot up the streets
Gonna die tonight
Oh-oh

Riots in the city
And it feels like a coffin
Things seem normal when we're talking
But we're racing to the bottom

Oh, oh, first though
Light up the show
Pull on the reins 'cause we're ready to go, oh-oh
Yeah, what can you say?
What can we play with our guns today?
Oh-oh like, too down tonight
Shoot up the streets
Gonna die tonight
Oh-oh

Go, how could you know?
How do we stay in the hell we made?
Oh-oh, no, get down and pray
I think I'll get high like the DEA
Oh-oh

Oh yeah, what can we say?
What can we play with our guns today?
Oh-oh right, too down tonight
Shoot up the streets
Gonna die tonight
Oh-oh

Go, how could you know?
How do we stay in the hell we made?
Oh-oh, no, get down and pray
I think I'll get high like the DEA
Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

Woo

Written by:
Tom DeLonge, Aaron Rubin, Ilan Rubin

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Hipgnosis Songs Group

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