Gift Giver - Loose Cannon (feat Frankie Palmeri of Emmure) | Текст песни

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• Gift Giver
• Loose Cannon (feat Frankie Palmeri of Emmure)

There's no telling what the fuck I might do.
It doesn't matter who you are, I'm liable to hurt you.

Some days I only see red, starting fights when I should walk away instead.
I just can't keep these inner demons fed. Come try and stop me. Don't be afraid, go ahead.

I'm a loose cannon, starting shit for no reason.
Could be the son of the devil, a motherfucking demon.

There's no telling what the fuck I might do.
It doesn't matter who you are, I'm liable to hurt you.

Some days I only see red, starting fights when I should walk away instead.
I just can't keep these inner demons fed. Come try and stop me. Don't be afraid, go ahead.

I get these urges and they just won't quit.
They happen more than I would like to admit.
Don't come too close, because your fucking health is at risk.
You push me too far and you'll fucking cease to exist.

I'm a loose cannon, starting shit for no reason.
Could be the son of the devil, a motherfucking demon.
Let's just say my mood will change with the season, but I can't help it. My whole life I've been a fucking heathen.

Yo! If you feel like I feel — swing you motherfucking fist!

SHIT!

A loose cannon, yeah I can't fucking help it.
Sometimes I don't know how to feel.
Guess that's the hand I was dealt with.
Sometimes I wish I was dead.
I fucking wish I was dead.

Some days I only see red, and I'll start a fight.
I just can't keep these inner demons fed.
Try and stop me. Don't be afraid, go ahead.

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