Luke Thomas Smith - Loaded Gun

I see the lives out on my street
Thinking about what I can't reach
I'm walking Sunday, home from church
If I have love, why does it hurt

I see it in your eyes
All the ways you compromise
Anything to see, a bit of sun
I hate what it's done to you
All the things you'll never do
Your past holds you like, a loaded gun

I walk these lonely streets at night
I see you by the fire light
Do you see me like I see you
I think most days you just look through

I see it in your eyes
All the ways you compromise
Anything to see, a bit of sun
I hate what it's done to you
All the things you'll never do
Your past holds you like, a loaded gun

I'm running out of what I need
My hopes are dying like the trees
Asleep but now I am awake
And it all seems too late, too late

I see it in your eyes
All the ways you compromise
Anything to see, a bit of sun
I hate what it's done to you
All the things you'll never do
Your past holds you like, a loaded gun

And I hope you know, you're not
The only one

Written by:
SMITH, David Smith

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