Biography:
Handguns is a pop punk band based in Harrisburg, PA. Taking influence from bands such as Lifetime, The Movielife, and Saves the Day, the band released their debut EP, "Anywhere But Home", in 2010. Later that year, the band signed with Pure Noise Records who put out their latest release, "Don't Bite Your Tongue", in February 2011.
Their debut full length, Angst, was released through Pure Noise Records on September 25th 2012.
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There's nothing left for me
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in this sleeping town
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I'm leaving tonight
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and I won't see you around
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I'll run, run, run
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until my tires go bald
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Clock me out and
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ignore my calls
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I know that you think I'm sinking
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The trench I'm digging
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is growing deep
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But I would rather
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inhale dirt and water
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Than let roots grow
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beneath my feet
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On the open road
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or on the open water
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I don't remember
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how to get home
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All the years wasted
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all the time I spent
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Hope you get it
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hope you comprehend
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Sell all my things
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burn down my home
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We don't need help
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because we're going alone
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I'll pound my fists
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until my knuckles bleed
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We won't give in
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we won't admit
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Defeat
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[Verse]
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There's nothing left for me
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in this sleeping town
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I'm leaving tonight
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and I won't see you around
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I'll run, run, run
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until my tires go bald
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Clock me out and
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ignore my calls
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I know that you think I'm sinking
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The trench I'm digging
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is growing deep
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But I would rather
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inhale dirt and water
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Than let roots grow
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beneath my feet
[Verse]
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On the open road
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or on the open water
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I don't remember
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how to get home
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All the years wasted
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all the time I spent
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Hope you get it
F#5 E5
hope you comprehend
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Sell all my things
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burn down my home
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We don't need help
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because we're going alone
A
I'll pound my fists
A/B
until my knuckles bleed
A
We won't give in
F#5
we won't admit
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Defeat
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