Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song War!, artist - Zach Callison. Album song A Picture Perfect Hollywood Heartbreak, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 02.08.2018
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
War! |
| A wise man once said «Time is money» |
| So how much money did I lose to you, honey? |
| I find it kinda funny, you wanna keep this feud running |
| But I’m glad I’m on your mind |
| So keep that cannon fire coming, woo |
| Okay, right, let’s fight in the late night |
| For a while, go wild, this is juvenile as skate night |
| You don’t know how to play nice |
| My little Chiquita, señorita, Juanita |
| Apple of my eye |
| In the eye of the storm |
| Guns and bombs to keep us torn |
| Least your napalm will keep me warm |
| To your new boy let he be warned |
| You’re her new toy for blood and gore |
| (What, you didn’t know?) |
| So this is war! |
| Isn’t that what love is for? |
| Blood and gore |
| Is all I get for being yours |
| Two heathens ruled by demons |
| That sneak through the trenches in our hearts |
| Oh no, no, no, no |
| No surrender from the day we part |
| I’ll be damned if I can’t finish what I start |
| Oh, oh, oh, ow! |
| Oh, so you wanna go to war now |
| Gonna resume your tour now |
| Lusting for my heart and tear out some more now |
| Busting out the charts and oxen carts |
| The moment we start to fall apart to the core |
| Wow! |
| These guns are loud like thunderclouds |
| So I leave for underground to flee the sound |
| Of music, your music |
| Your music that you use as war music |
| Them idyllic days are over, I’m composing more music— |
| Than you, you choose: use it or lose it |
| Expression as a weapon, I do choose to abuse it |
| Check the presses on my record, feel where my grooves is |
| Talk about depression and chemical abuses |
| And nooses, feeling useless |
| Hey take this, you could use it |
| But you’d probably break it, cry 'bout how you’ll never make it |
| Goodness gracious, we’ve been waiting on your album for ages |
| No traces, and baby they already ran outta patience |
| What? |
| Juanita, we’re still waiting… |
| But that’s alright, that’s okay |
| You barely wrote 'em anyway |
| Half your songs got thrown away |
| Like ballots on voting day |
| Oh, my ballads got more to say |
| Like a bullet to a motorcade |
| Sit down with me and sign this armistice |
| Get your big proboscis outta my shit, miss |
| The litmus of our difference is you going hitless |
| While my record’s spinning like a discus |
| Throwing shitfits while I go the distance |
| Welcome to the new me |
| Paint your nails black and unscrew me |
| But that’s okay Juanita |
| Know my business is booming |
| Live vicariously through me |
| Just as embarrassing as it was |
| When you knew me |
| Slander, propaganda? |
| Groovy! |
| 'Cause this is war |
| Isn’t that what love is for |
| (You feel me?) |
| Blood and gore |
| Is all I get for being yours |
| Two heathens ruled by demons |
| That sneak through the trenches in our hearts |
| Oh no, no, no, no |
| No surrender from the day we part |
| I’ll be damned if I can’t finish what I start |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| (That's alright, that’s okay) |
| You barely wrote em anyway |
| Oh |
| C’mon now |
| You barely wrote 'em |
| Barely wrote 'em anyway |
| That’s alright, that’s okay baby |
| This is what you wanted, right? |
| Sing |
| You barely wrote 'em anyway |
| That’s alright that’s okay |
| We’re coming for you |
| Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Juanita, Ahhhhhhhh |