Kojey Radical - Gun Fight With A Bottle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Gun Fight With The Bottle
Couple more shots and I am down
Lump in my throat I can't swallow
The silence never seemed so loud

And I pray, I pray that the fear stops
And I pray, the fear the I feel when her
Tears drop

And I pray, I pray that the fear stops
The fear the I feel when her
Tears drop

Whoa-oh-oh
Fight through the pain
Dont let her go (uh oh)
But it's easy to talk when
You don't know (uh oh)
Smile through the pain
Don't let it show (uh oh)

I just hope that she understand (x 4)

Me now, me now
Ay ay ay (x 4)

For some one who doesn't aim before they shoot
I was surprised by the accuracy of the bullets
You sprayed when they found me, pierced
The flesh and before I had a second to reload
You dropped a nuke that levelled the ground
I was once stood on proudly. You said
I don't love you any more, why? Because I
Needed a little break from our situation?
The late night conversations you had with
Your ex just little be degrading
But for trust let you back
In without a moments
Hesitation. You're the
Only solider I know who can play the gun man and the medic
Because you started apologising the moment after you said it
Sticks and stones may battle with brittle bones
But actions will forever be the greatest weapon
Open up
The barrel or your clip, load up and put a
Silencer to the tip. So no one else hears
The shhhh, that you said to me
We're raised as men to treat our wounds in secrecy
So with my hand on the first aid, I watch the world
Run first to your aid while you seek empathy

I have to commend your crafts man ship
You can turn any situation from the past, into a bullet to spit
Then some how manage to claim collateral if things gets damaged
Another nail to a coffin, when you bang those hammers

Nothing feels worse than
Knowing your bullet proof vest is just about working
And you have to smile and pretend this
Sinking ships still worth it
We battle with different missions
Bottle up our emotions up so nobody shoots a witness
You battles with your intensions
Battle with every sentence, battle with brittle bones
Battle with stones and sticks as your weapons
You battle till you have nothing left to say
Battle with the knowledge winning means
Loosing me so if you win might just loose either was
Think first Prevent it
I battle with my intent battle knowing every
Extra noun verb and adjective
I load up and shoot could leave me a lengthy sentence

Draw for your pistol, shoot what hurts most
We'll both count to 3
2. 1 second wait, be careful
Instinct loads the gun. Ideas pull the trigger
Trying to save a small dispute
Made whole war much
Pointless and minuscule
Compared to repercussions
In consequence
Commons sense to the
Common, notion of pain
Be the 7th sense
We'll both
Draw for our pistol
Shoot what hurts most
We'll both count to 3
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