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Give My Remains to Broadway - Gun Lyrics



Give My Remains to Broadway - Gun Lyrics
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My heart takes me where I wouldn't go with a gun
And my gut feeling telling me to turn and run
I can't go on like this anymore
Cause numbers get lost tryna keep the score
It's one hell of a ride
I got my six shooter strapped on to my side
And I don't got shit except for a vibe
I got nowhere to run, I got nowhere to hide
Should I pray
To the sky
Life ain't shit you just live till you die
I get hit
I get high
Life ain't shit till you learn to survive
My heart takes me where I wouldn't go with a gun
And my gut feeling telling me to turn and run
I can't go
I can't go on like this anymore
Cause numbers get lost tryna keep the score
I'm tryna
Tell you
We can make this work
Told me
You need me
But are you really sure
Ya I'm
Committed
Told you I love you first
I'm tryna
Quench
This overwhelming thirst
Told you I love you first
So let's make it work
Told you I love you first
So let's make it work
My heart takes me where I wouldn't go with a gun
And my gut feeling telling me to turn and run
I can't go
I can't go on like this anymore
Cause numbers get lost tryna keep the score
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My heart takes me where I wouldn't go with a gun
And my gut feeling telling me to turn and run
I can't go on like this anymore
Cause numbers get lost tryna keep the score
It's one hell of a ride
I got my six shooter strapped on to my side
And I don't got shit except for a vibe
I got nowhere to run, I got nowhere to hide
Should I pray
To the sky
Life ain't shit you just live till you die
I get hit
I get high
Life ain't shit till you learn to survive
My heart takes me where I wouldn't go with a gun
And my gut feeling telling me to turn and run
I can't go
I can't go on like this anymore
Cause numbers get lost tryna keep the score
I'm tryna
Tell you
We can make this work
Told me
You need me
But are you really sure
Ya I'm
Committed
Told you I love you first
I'm tryna
Quench
This overwhelming thirst
Told you I love you first
So let's make it work
Told you I love you first
So let's make it work
My heart takes me where I wouldn't go with a gun
And my gut feeling telling me to turn and run
I can't go
I can't go on like this anymore
Cause numbers get lost tryna keep the score
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Writer: Nick Cassidy, Ronen Tsyrlin, Benjamin Andri, Carter Bryson, Deegs Duenas Gomez, Mike Skwark
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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