Raging Gun - Bottled Up

My name is Zachariah
I got the fire
Call myself Raging Gun can't keep the bottle up any longer
One day my son will hear this song and know that I am his father
Lying to the police bout what I've done ain't buying you no favors with the big one

Ok let's set this up
Raging Gun twenty twenty three
We just getting the compressors warmed up and then we coming out with some country music
Some guitar music only guitar music
Nothing else I don't even play piano
I don't play nothing else except guitar
And we got this kick drum and we're gonna sing

My name is Zachariah
I got the fire
Call myself Raging Gun can't keep the bottle up any longer
One day my son will hear this song and know that I am his father
Lying to the police bout what I've done ain't buying you no favors with the big one
One day my son will hear this song and know that I am his father
Lying to the police bout what I've done ain't buying you no favors with the big one
One day my son will hear this song and know that I am his father

Lying to the police bout what I've done ain't buying you no favors with the big one
One day my son will hear this song and know that I am his father
Lying to the police bout what I've done ain't buying you no favors with the big one
One day my son will hear this song and know that I am his father

Lying to the police bout what I've done ain't buying you no favors with the big one
One day my son will hear this song and know that I am his father

Written by:
Zachariah Savard

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