Paroles de The Slopes

I think its got you by the tounge Quick run and get your gun And shoot the sky to spite the stars Bang bang bang bang Your aim is off its rocker A trail of shells tell the truth Destruction of construction, You've sank the ship that brings you home You'll grab a snake around its neck in hopes You wont get bit Yet now its staring you in the face spitting venomous mistakes One more line, we'll call it a night I think it's got you by the tounge Quick run and get your gun And shoot the sky to spite the stars Bang bang bang bang Your aim is off its rocker A trail of shells tell the truth You've grabbed a snake by its neck in hopes You won't get bit Now it's staring you in the face And you smell of regret One more line we'll call it a night You're posed in white, fading to grey Remembering, our yesterday Forget the slopes