Masculine - FcK

(I got a gun

I got a gun yeah

It saved me more than once)

I’m uncompromising

You wanna take this weapon

To sneak me a ticket in, a club

With all these bougie fucks

So used to being loved

Known you for like 3 months

Dad had ten year colours in the Vigilantes Club

Friday nights those boys get drunk, beat their wives

Seen one dragged out by her hair

You think I’m gonna grow out mine yeah?

Uptown girls live in uptown worlds

Where folks talk their hurt and are heard

And a little cuddle too

I came along needing nothing from you

Think thats cool?

Riding an avalanche of «fuck you"s?

I made myself nothing to no one

Don’t know how to suck up

It’s gotta be your way or none when you trust no one

I got a gun

I got a gun, yeah

Masculine, masculine

Driving fast in

My brother’s car

Drunk on Woodstock and vodka

Shot glass

They say shot it fast

Vomit in the front yard now

Stand up sit down

You’re arse

The lesson’s done

This is class

This is class

I got a gun

I got a gun, yeah

Masculine, masculine

You got the nicest eyes

We keep having fights

I see the sky in your eyes

We keep having fights

I got hope in your eyes

We keep having fights

I got a gun

I got a gun, yeah

Masculine, masculine