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Six Shooter

from Stay Foolish - EP by Stay Foolish

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lyrics

I am not wise
You've been mislead
To believe the words I’ve ciphered in your head
Cast your stone
A caveat
Open your eyes to everything that I am not
But she took me to her bedroom
Stomach full of lead
I'd like to feel the pain of love
Before the devil knows I'm dead
But not this way
Make no mistake
The honest farmer takes no pity
on a snake

You can lay me down til the dogs are dead
Load your daddy's six shooter, put it to my head
Ask me what I think of this now
You can break my back but I'll walk on home
Just to prove to you that we die alone
Ask me what I think of this now

I'm slowly getting over something
That I should have long ago forgotten
Like this town has done me recently
Which goes to show
No matter what your name is
They'll still call you "little boy"
Guess your past self has betrayed you
For a slightly lesser life
In which the colors, they seem duller
Than the voices in your ears
Ringing out the cry for freedom
That you screamed for years and years
At your dear mother and your father
Who were rich with life, then poor
Sitting on forty-something years
She lost her hair, you straightened yours

You can lay me down til the dogs are dead
Load your daddy's six shooter, put it to my head
Ask me what I think of this now
You can break my back but I'll walk on home
Just to prove to you that we die alone
Ask me what I think of this now

Please forget about the outcome
Let's just keep the ball in play
Because the nights are getting longer
With every fleeting fucking day
She cries "I wish someone could love me"
But she does it to herself
Perpetuating what she don't want
And ignores everything else
The wonder years, yeah they've been long gone
They say high school is to blame
Whatever, work to live and live to die
Let the serotonin drown my brain

You can lay me down ‘til the dogs are dead
Load your daddy's six shooter, put it to my head
Ask me what I think of this now
You can break my back but I'll walk on home
Just to prove to you that we die alone
Ask me what I think of this now

My body's here
But my brain is miles away
Cut my tongue out of my mouth
For all you've let me say
What's left to do
But close our eyes?
So we can make believe
We're safer when we're blind
So find your place
Under my skin
I was just an empty answer
Til you filled me in
You fill me in

credits

from Stay Foolish - EP, released August 26, 2013
Six Shooter:
Brian Chiappinelli - lead vocals
Brendon Lennon - guitars
Nick Pacifici - guitars
Kevin Bohen - bass, backing vocals
Avery Witherell - drums, multiple percussion

Brian Chiappinelli, Kevin Bohen, Avery Witherell, Shawn Berman - StompTheYard Crew

All songs recorded at Saints and Sinners Sound Studio of The College of Saint Rose in Albany, NY
All songs engineered, mixed and mastered by Sean Wendell
Produced by Stay Foolish and Sean Wendell

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