there's a loaded gun underneath your pillow 
said the note she wrote and left me in my bedroom 
said I used to be a shoulder for you to rest your head on 
now I'm gone but at least I left you a gun 
I took it out with the trash, took it out for practice 
it kinda took to me, you know I kinda liked it 
she left a letter with the shovel in the back of the shed 
it said, said your mattress is ugly and your bedframe's rusted 
so start diggin' 

I shot an angel down with my newfound pistol 
she had big brown eyes and a bleach dyed halo 
she was dressed like a stripper but flouresced like a saint 
I apologized and offered her a place to stay 
said there's a vacant room in my bleeding heart hotel 
got a broken mattress and a comforting cifarette smell 
it's cheap as whiskey and conveniently located 
between the tip of the tongue and the mistakes we've made 
I'll take you there 

I'm the only one that understands you, baby 
I'm the loaded gun that's in your hand 
Bang, bang 
Bang, bang

credits
released November 9, 2016 
Music and lyrics written and performed by Tommy Darkside 
Engineered by Adam Wolcott Smith and Shohei Ogami 
Photo by Jean-Paul Biles @jeanpaulbiles of Live.Create.Die

Happy Little Home

Loaded Gun

From "Happy Little Home" EP 
featuring Tommy Darkside, Santa Clause, LSD, and Jesus Christ of Planned Parenthood
lyrics
take me to a place that's so 
familiar and impossible 
familiar and impossible 
place your head in my chest, and rest 
your hand across my abdomen 
your visions and your intentions 
take me in embrace, and don't forget to close the door 
they live inside what's mine and yours 
and don't forget to close the door 
they live inside what's mine and yours 
take me on your wing and show me 
everything I know again 
everything I know again 

take me under the bridge where you 
can bury me alive again 
bury me alive again 
take me on a trip to find 
the answers to the questions 
that we forgot to mention 
take a picture even tho 
we've been here so often 
we've been here so often 
take me to the end, you know 
we're only here so long 
we're only here so long 
they say life is gonna go on 
but I forgot the rest of the song 

so live a little louder, 'cause 
we don't know when they're coming home 
we don't know when he's coming home 
drink it in a shot and 
don't forget to breathe the oxygen 
there's poison in the oxygen 
sleeping is like dying 'cept 
we always get to wake up again 
we always get to wake up again 
leaving is the only thing 
that anyone ever looks forward to 
that anyone ever looks forward to 
and everyone's on vacation 

well maybe I woulda known if you hadn't 
disappeared so often 
you disappear so often 
if Santa Clause ain't real, then 
what the hell's he doing in my living room 
what the hell's he doing on CNN 
you sit and smoke and tell me that this 
time is but an illusion 
time is but an illusion 
you wake up in the morning, broke and late 
and Lucy's pregnant 
seems that things have changed a bit 
but doesn't it feel comforting 
to see his face on CNN 
and know he died for all our sins 
and paid for your abortion 

so drink it in a shot and 
don't forget to breathe the oxygen 
there's poison in the oxygen 
sleeping is like dying 'cept 
we always get to wake up again 
we always get to wake up again 
leaving is the only thing 
that anyone ever looks forward to 
that anyone ever looks forward to 
that anyone ever looks forward to 
and everyone's on vacation
credits
released December 25, 2016 
Music and Lyrics by Tommy Darkside, Hybrid Jesus 
Engineered by Adam Wolcott Smith 
Mixed by Shohei Ogami at London Bridge Studios 
All Rights Reserved, No Trespassing, Beware of Dog, FORECLOSED

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