The Darling Buds – Get Your Guns

Get your guns
Our time is up
Come on
'Cause now it's time to run
We gotta make it out tonight

Everything seems to fall into place
When you put your hand in mine it's like we're flying through space,
Keep your tough? put your heart in my hands,
Don't you stress your pretty head it's all going to plan,

I feel like I can't breathe,
You need to open your eyes to see the beautiful sunrise,
Don't be scared of your destiny,
I swear I'm never gonna let them take us alive

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