Guilt Like a Gun by Kali Masi Lyrics
Told all of our friends about the news
Drove through Indiana unamused
By the two black dogs playing catch with the cars
On the dirt road, small town
It should be a moment
Yeah, it should be a memory
It’s just close quarters and loose-change jangling
I can’t tell if I’ve got the right to be angry
When the world’s just passing us by
And inside nothings changing
Feels like nothing ever changes these days
The shoulders got colder as we go through
All the things I held grey-blued
The future’s getting harder to find these days and the past is harder to get to
Your anger is an arrow; My Frustration is a wall One will strike you down and one divides us all. People are strange
I’m estranged
I’m a stranger
And that’s another thing that’s gonna have to change
Feels like nothing ever changes
Spoken:
[It should be a moment of surreal peace and unity if it weren’t for the don’t-snap-at-me bickering and tension. It’s sad that it always gets this way. I’ve found myself screaming at strangers in invented situations in my head
Searching: who signs first on behalf of a group? Separation anxiety Youngest sibling depression How to mediate group discussions
Imposter syndrome
And Net v Gross]
You held your guilt like a gun
But what are you running away from? You’d shoot a glare at the sun
And blame your closed eyes on the sunlight
Shooting stars in the daylight will make you stare at the sun
Drove through Indiana unamused
By the two black dogs playing catch with the cars
On the dirt road, small town
It should be a moment
Yeah, it should be a memory
It’s just close quarters and loose-change jangling
I can’t tell if I’ve got the right to be angry
When the world’s just passing us by
And inside nothings changing
Feels like nothing ever changes these days
The shoulders got colder as we go through
All the things I held grey-blued
The future’s getting harder to find these days and the past is harder to get to
Your anger is an arrow; My Frustration is a wall One will strike you down and one divides us all. People are strange
I’m estranged
I’m a stranger
And that’s another thing that’s gonna have to change
Feels like nothing ever changes
Spoken:
[It should be a moment of surreal peace and unity if it weren’t for the don’t-snap-at-me bickering and tension. It’s sad that it always gets this way. I’ve found myself screaming at strangers in invented situations in my head
Searching: who signs first on behalf of a group? Separation anxiety Youngest sibling depression How to mediate group discussions
Imposter syndrome
And Net v Gross]
You held your guilt like a gun
But what are you running away from? You’d shoot a glare at the sun
And blame your closed eyes on the sunlight
Shooting stars in the daylight will make you stare at the sun