got a gun
its a real one
should be fun
my fathers gun
a new feeling
load bullets one by one
cold steel in my hand
click click. try me
i visit it every day
time passes but i cant stay away
im lonely
i have no one
its just me and my gun
got my gun
a revolution
against me
my worst enemy
i dont have no one
i dont want no one
and i show no love
to anyone on the other side of the gun
what have i become
a threat to me and the ones i love
stare at the mirror and spit on my reflection
tears stain my bed
i write a letter to my mom and dad
telling them their son has failed them once again
gun in my mouth
i pull he trigger
the same story
a dead son
a fathers gun
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Тексты Dystopia
- Anger Brought By Disease
- Backstabber
- Broken Shell
- Control All- Delete
- Diary Of A Battered Child
- Father's Gun
- Ignorance Of Pride
- Illusion Of Love [Carcinogen cover]
- Jarhead Fertilizer
- Leaning With Intent To Fall
- Now And Forever
- Population Birth Control
- Ruptured Silence
- Self Defeating Prophecy
- Slaved Chains
- Sleep
- Stress Builds Character
- Taste Your Own Medicine
- They Live
- Weed Of Wisdom
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