Handguns - Anvil lyrics

rate me

52 bricks stared me dead in the face

While this anvil hung above my head patiently waiting

There's nothing left for us in Denver tonight

Let's finish up the drive and scrape up the rest of our lives

Feeling nauseous at the thought of trying to rebuild

But it's all that we know and there's a debt to kill

52 bricks stared me dead in the face

While this anvil hung above my head patiently waiting

So much encouragement leaves us thinking we could be the ones

So much encouragement leaves us thinking

Us thinking we could be the ones