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Bad Astronaut, Disarm
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Disarm
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Artist:
Bad Astronaut
Song:
Disarm
Album:
Houston We Have A Drinking Problem
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Houston) I'm coming home, I'm not bound anymore on the brink of nothing I'm just starting something.
I am dog boy, overwhelmed, unemployed, An arsenal of outbursts but I'm just saying it first. I don't want to lose everything that we grew.
I'm not cutting you down, I'm just carrying the axe. Knowing it's half bad, knowing its a little sad and theres blood on our hands.
I hate this. No one at the wheel, everyone is here to feel, I'm coming home. We aren't sound anymore,
I can't build a purpose in this falling structure. I'm not tearing it down, I just can't find the sound. I'm disarming the bomb before it goes off.
Knowing it's half bad, knowing it's all smiling sad. And the gun in my hand is empty. I am Mr. Guilt, everyone is here to feel. I thank you all so much for my next trick, next trip, drive home. No hard feelings.
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