[Verse 1 Kristoff Krane] Face to the window, back to the wall Ink to a dry page, yield to the sign Mummy in the casket, Pharoah will evolve Genie in the bottle, and Im running out of time Lines in the sand, hands of a mime Thoughts that we make from the past we define I dont need a gunshot, I just need a trigger uh [Verse 2 Joe Horton] Finger to my chest, fell in love that way Stuck until I broke it off Samsara, find another heart to cross and make it soft Karma is the shot and the target too Darkened room gets illuminated soon as the eyes open The markets doomed Heavy eyelids fed sedative diets, bred for compliance Dead to rights, quick to deny it, make it hard to prove Solutions shine elusive in the future Thick behind the dust cover, the suffering were used to [Chorus Kristoff Krane Joe Horton] I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] [Verse 3 Joe Horton] Why does one man have more beds than he can sleep in? Wheres the line between competition and preying on peoples weakness? When did truth become a sequel? Whats a starving mouth to say to the land that fed his family for generations then degraded to chemical sand? How could a conscious mind find relief when its come to believe that violence is a marker along the path to peace? Why is advertisment good? Propaganda bad? Insatiable desire, painting lines inside my lonely head [Verse 5 Kristoff Krane] Learned behavior, trance fix, robotic captain sinking ship Limbic system, bored with primal impulse, cut the wire Trip an ego domino effect, letting go, distorted breath Less amused with my regret, more intuned mindfulness The time it takes to think my way out of this empty feeling I will choose to fill my being with the beauty that consumes me I ruined what confused me, became new Started being me by doing, every days my funeral [Chorus Kristoff Krane Joe Horton] I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] [Verse 6 Joe Horton] Truth is simple, no lines, petals bloom, menll die Metal tools will fly into the sky and who knows what theyll find Satisfaction killed the cat, bottle time, this is that I dont need a gunshot, I just need a goal to chase [Verse 7 Kristoff Krane] And I wont say that I know the way, or how to mold the clay Or control the rain, I just rode the train when I was told to stay So I fold and pray until Im old and grey So how much of my emotional state do I contribute to the things that I do? Providing a sense of security, death to the purity Guiding my higher brain through the mazes Every habit I blindly created when I was awake Is a testament I use as evidence to support changes That I make in my life to see order in chaos and accept the pain waves [Chorus Kristoff Krane Joe Horton] I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I keep hearing gunshots [shot][shot] I keep hearing gunshots [shot][shot] I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit I dont need a gunshot I just need a target to hit All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot] All I hear are gunshots [shot][shot]
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