domingo, abril 18

Forget about guns, and forget ammunition
cause I'm killing them all on my own little mision
Now I'm not a saint, i'm not a sinner.
Now everythinh is cool, as long as I'm getting thinner.
I don't know what's right and what's real anymore.
I don't know how we are meant to feel anymore.
When do u think it will all become clear, cause I'm being taken over by the fear.

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