Pretty Vicious - Playing With Guns

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No one’s here, no one knows
Simmer down, let it go
But maybe, just maybe
What’s the reason that you’re sitting on your own?
But wait up just a minute
What’s the reason? What’s the rush?
My emotions tearing open
That’s just the way I feel
This ain’t part of the show
This ain’t no encore
These evil times and shatter lives
Of loved ones back home
Sometimes I miss when we were kids
It’s just a game, just a game
It’s just a game, just a game
Sink it in, carry on
A little piece is all I want
But maybe, just maybe
What’s the reason that you’re sitting on your own?
But wait up just a minute
What’s the reason? What’s the rush?
My emotions tearing open
That’s just the way I feel
This ain’t part of the show
This ain’t no encore
These evil times and shatter lives
Of loved ones back home
Sometimes I miss when we were kids
It’s just a game, just a game
Game no more
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Playing with guns, playing with guns
Playing with guns, playing with guns
Playing with guns, playing with guns
Playing with guns, playing with guns
This ain’t part of the show
This ain’t no encore
These evil times and shatter lives
Of loved ones back home
Sometimes I miss when we were kids
It’s just a game, just a game
It’s just a game, just a game
It’s just a game, just a game
Game no more