Love Like a Loaded Gun Songtext

von Kerbera

Fly high,
Coming down tomorrow.
Motherfucker, I got time,
But in ways are hard to catch.
It's a fine line,
Between joy and sorrow.
In split second you find,
You lost what made you love.
Hey!

I make a point
To fill my days with energy.
The kind,
That makes you wanna come dance with me.
Yeah!
I'm not gonna end up with one or two, three scars.
Well maybe I can show you free, yeah.

Sometimes you gotta steal a thing or two
To learn a thing or two about yourself,
To see what matters in the end.
Sometimes you gotta throw your heart
Out in the sea,
And hopefully you'll find somebody
Good enough to keep.

How hard is it to see?
I wanted you.
Don't try to live for me.
I want you.
You're pretty as the sea.
I want you.
It's my fault you came with a loaded gun.

You are toiled.
I pour some on that hand and see.
I don't know it might spoiled,
But I might let you pass it to me.
Please bite and tonight
Behind those bedroom doors.
Or maybe we'll make a big mess.

Sometimes you gotta steal a thing or two
To learn a thing or two about yourself,
To see what matters in the end.
Sometimes you gotta throw your heart
Out in the sea,
And hopefully you'll find somebody
Good enough to keep.

How hard is it to see?
I wanted you.
Don't try to live for me.
I want you.
You're pretty as the sea.
I want you.
It's my fault you came with a loaded gun.
How hard is it to see?
I wanted you.
Don't try to live for me.
I want you.
You're pretty as the sea.
I want you.
It's my fault you came with a loaded gun.
Yeah!

It's not a law, lie.
Let me live.
Live, lie, live.
Hey!