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Composition

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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

HoneyHoney - Little Toy Gun

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I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me.
Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree.
Standing there by my side when the fighting is done,
glaring at me in the light is my little toy gun.
Shining in black like shoes on a rack with a trigger that’s dressed up in gold.
It’s always warm inside my home but its handle is always so cold.
Whispering into my ear, all the lies you spun.
My single greatest fear is my little toy gun.
….
Wait for the day when I can save face and come to a happy home.
I know it’s turning me to the kind of girl who’d rather be alone.
Just wait til I get my way — I promise you it won’t be fun.
If you feel like you should pray, pray for my little toy gun.
….

These lyrics are by HoneyHoney, from Little Toy Gun. Posted at 8:26am on 10 April 2008.

Comments on HoneyHoney - Little Toy Gun

  1. Cheri

    I think there’s a minor mistake in your lyrics.

    I know it

    commented Sat 06 Dec 2008, 01:47:46 PM :: link
  2. silly me.. thanks for that, Cheri!

    commented Sat 06 Dec 2008, 08:12:32 PM :: link
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