Giving Up The Gun Tabulatur von Vampire Weekend

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Your sword's grown old and rusty, burnt beneath the rising sun
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It's locked up like a trophy, forgetting all the things it's done
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And though it's been a long time, you're right back where you started from
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I see it in your eyes that now you?re giving up the gun....