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That's When I Reach for My Revolver
Mission of Burma Lyrics


Once I had my heroes
Once I had my dreams
But all of that is changed now
They've turned things inside out
The truth is not that comfortable, no

And mother taught us patience
The virtues of restraint
And father taught us boundaries
Beyond which we must go
To find the secrets promised us, yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way

A friend of mine once told me
His one and only aim
To build a giant castle
And live inside his name
Cry and whispers sing in muted pain

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way

Tonight the sky is empty
But that is nothing new
Its dead eyes look upon us
And they tell me we're nothing but slaves

That's when I reach for my revolver
(But slaves)
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver

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Josh Beattie

Once I had my heroes
Once I had my dreams
But all of that is changed now
They've turned things inside out
The truth is not that comfortable, no

And mother taught us patience
The virtues of restraint
And father taught us boundaries
Beyond which we must go
To find the secrets promised us, yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way

A friend of mine once told me
His one and only aim
To build a giant castle
And in it sign his name
Cry and whispers sing in muted pain

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way
Tonight the sky is empty

But that is nothing new
Its dead eyes look upon us
And they tell me we're nothing but slaves
That's when I reach for my revolver

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver!



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whore mongering ass-wipe

Sitting on the shitter at 2:30 am in the dark listening to this

Circus Brains

that's how moby got inspired

Chris H

The song rings even more true today than it did back then.

Bob Savage

Three years later and +1000

comrade hermit

A true post-punk classic.

ApathyCollider

1981 though!

Gilbert Aguilar

Now that I've read This, I don't know who I am anymore. And that's great.

Synthsexual X

Alianger it’s not proto-hardcore it’s reverse edge-core grindomatic

Alianger

it's not post-punk, it's proto-hardcore

Gregory Downey

this was emo before the DC scene went emo....

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