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This Town Needs Guns

Pig

Pig

So here we are again at the start,
Lets get stuck.
These rooms are all reminders of you.

Your feelings aren't in touch
with the words that are coming out of your lungs.

Calm now, lets both cool off.
We've both said things that we are not proud of.

How did we get so tired.
Those pills were no good for you.
They've turned you into something you are not,
something I just can't stop.

I'll wait.

For you to come back home.
Forget about all that keeps me from you.
This house built from bricks and stone
stands as a monument to the lies we told.

How did we get so tired.
Those pills were no good for you.
They've turned you into something you are not,
something I just can't stop.

I'll wait.

For you to come back round again
and fall in to our bed.

Cerdo

Cerdo

Así que aquí estamos de nuevo al principio,
Vamos a atascarnos.
Estas habitaciones son todos recordatorios de ti.

Tus sentimientos no están en sintonía
con las palabras que salen de tus pulmones.

Cálmate ahora, ambos enfriémonos.
Ambos hemos dicho cosas de las que no estamos orgullosos.

¿Cómo nos cansamos tanto?
Esas pastillas no te hicieron bien.
Te han convertido en algo que no eres,
algo que simplemente no puedo detener.

Esperaré.

A que vuelvas a casa.
Olvidaré todo lo que me aleja de ti.
Esta casa construida con ladrillos y piedra
se erige como un monumento a las mentiras que contamos.

¿Cómo nos cansamos tanto?
Esas pastillas no te hicieron bien.
Te han convertido en algo que no eres,
algo que simplemente no puedo detener.

Esperaré.

A que vuelvas a dar vueltas de nuevo
y caigas en nuestra cama.

Escrita por: Stuart Smith