Текст песни Pull a Gun - Qawi Kamri , DarkBlu

4 walls, white ones, scarred ones
Black lungs, pull a gun
Pull a gun, sorry mum
Don′t mean to desert you, don't mean to wound you
Don′t mean to hurt you, don't mean to leave you
I'm not strong enough, the world′s getting rough
As it′s getting tough, consuming the wrong stuff
4 walls, white ones, scarred ones
Black lungs, pull a gun, pull a gun
Never i belong here, I don't feel at home here
This is not your fault here, feeling so alone here
Never i belong, i don′t feel at home
This is not your fault, feeling so alone

You're not the type to apologize
I′m coming over every single night yea nothings changed
Same time same place you know ill
Stay your wounds they heal we wash away
Whenever you ask those questions
I'm afraid i can′t give you the answer
Cause my heart is locked just like
The box we left in the back of your car
And you know the deal capture my mind
But i'm keeping my thoughts concealed
And ill never feel like that again i won't do it again