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Guns for Planes

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When I was little all I wanted was a big big gun So I never had to settle on a target Then I figured I could dip my feather in the sun And write a letter to the genie in my pocket That said I wish I had 99 lives Or at least a little more time with this one I want permission to feel okay With the way that my lungs burn straight through the winter Lock up the wild thoughts and tie 'em up in a cell Tell me it's just as well I should leave 'em alone If I gave 'em a home or even a spare measure of space They might take to the message's drone that it's fine now May even like it better this way ' with the light's out I can see the hand on their faces Saying I wish I knew the settler's name When I sent my only blanket to his grave as a statement Got sick with the allegory Built this mosh pit with a slick twist on a sad story Bad for me to think right? Best if I se-date While I'm asleep You slip the poison on my plate I don't wanna eat this And I don't like you So leave me alone Sometimes I think I could bite you You seem to know me Or at least what my name is But I don't even have a name for you When I was little all I wanted was a big big gun So I never had to settle on a target Then I figured I could dip my feather in the sun And write a letter to the genie in my pocket That said I wish I had 99 lives Or at least a little more time with this one I want permission to feel okay With the way that my lungs burn straight through the winter I spend my days looking for paper planes folded in glass bottles I'll die a hypocrite if I don't let one fly tomorrow Been infinite for a minute now I don't have to fake it Found escape in all the right places Man you are sacred Tombstone epitaph running fast in and outta Babylon Woman you are kin to god ' Both of us are Indigo Never listen otherwise We're the ones that see the fingerprints on a silver sky Oh I hope you know what you are doing to me Chewing the ropes, I'm starting to see some beautiful things Tap your feet two times for no Or one times for leave me alone inside of this blindfold When I was little all I wanted was a big big gun