Sons Of Guns letra

Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can't pull the weight, because it's heavy as sin,
And they can't see the trouble we're in.

That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There's nothing you can do to fight.

Hopeless sons of guns, and tired city wives.
Will get used to the abuse when the devil tans their hides.
Our thin skinned angels have permanent blinders on their eyes.
They can't pull the weight, because it's heavy as sin,
And they can't see the trouble we're in.

That angry fool wind
Is going to blow again,
So hang on with all your might.
That hard stabbing pain,
Will always feel the same,
There's nothing you can do to fight.

Patrick Park - Letras

• Arrive Like A Whisper
• Bullets By The Door
• Desperation Eyes
• Down In the Blackness
• Everyone's In Everyone
• Here We Are
• Home For Now
• Honest Skrew
• How The Heart Grows Wicked
• I Remember
• Life Is a Song
• Love Is a Bomb
• Nothing's Lost
• Nothing's Wrong
• One Body Breaks
• Past Poisons
• Pawn Song
• Saint With A Fever
• Silver Girl
• Something Pretty
• Sons Of Guns
• Stay with me tomorrow
• The Long Night
• There's A Darkness
• Thunderbolt
• Time For Moving On
• You Were Always The One
• Your smile's a drug