Sons Of Guns
Patrick Park * Track #3 On Loneliness Knows My Name
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Sons Of Guns by Patrick Park
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Patrick ParkSons Of Guns Lyrics
Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes
They can't pull the weight, because it's heavy as sin
And they can't see the trouble we're in
That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again
So hang on with all your might
That hard stabbing pain
Will always feel the same
There's nothing you can do to fight
Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes
They can't pull the weight, because it's heavy as sin
And they can't see the trouble we're in
That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again
So hang on with all your might
That hard stabbing pain
Will always feel the same
There's nothing you can do to fight