Foot Shooter Lyrics - The Winter Of Mixed Drinks - Frightened Rabbit

Well, the booze in my blood 

Runs fast and loud 

And my brain shouts down to my mouth 

Say whatever I think 

Say it at him 

And when the dam bursts open 

And you're drowned out, boy 

Better go outside 

Sit in your boat and wait 

Till you get washed away 

Hold your thoughts 

Time your rallies, ah, ah, aah 

Pluck up your ears 

We're doin' it verbal but I am loaded 

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Duck under that desk 

Cover your neck, ah, ah, aah 

Pickin' your skin 

As I begin to shoot myself in the foot again 

And as the voice succumbs 

And my mouth goes numb 

I limp out to the sound 

Of the breakin' of broken toes 

A vandal spoke 

And in the stark 

And the sobering dry sunlight 

I will blink my eyes 

And hope the blink can erase 

All the shit that I said and did 

Hold your thoughts 

Time your rallies, ah, ah, aah 

Pluck up your ears 

We're doin' it verbal but I am loaded 

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Duck under that desk 

Cover your neck, ah, ah, aah 

Pickin' your skin 

As I begin to shoot myself in the foot again 

And if I shoot at you 

You should shoot at me too 

We can drown in the ghost 

Of the thick dark words we throw 

And if my face turns white 

I apologize 

I am sorry, it's not your fault 

It's mine 

Hold your thoughts 

Time your rallies, ah, ah, aah 

Pluck up your ears 

We're doin' it verbal but I am loaded 

Duck under that desk 

Cover your neck, ah, ah, aah 

Pickin' your skin 

As I begin to shoot myself in the foot again