Gunshots - The Twilight Singers

The sky descends to meet you

Of this I can recall

As I prepare to leave you

A kiss, a curse, a draw

Gunshots, baby

Let’s cut through the crowd

Gunshots, baby

Let’s cut through the crowd

Your smile, I came to see through

And paint it on the wall

As I began to deceive you

I held your hand in thrall

Gunshots, baby

Let’s cut through the crowd

Gunshots, baby

Let’s cut through the crowd

Breaking, taking

We’ve all gone inside now

To steal, deface

Corrupt, erase

The sky descends to meet you

Of this I can recall

As I prepare to leave you

A kiss, a curse, a draw

Gunshots, baby

Let’s cut through the crowd

Gunshots, baby

Let’s cut through the crowd