July
August 2009
One shot two shot three shots four shots All I hear is gunshots this is where the fun stops Bodies drop hit the floor music's off Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone's lickin shots off.
In my shoes, just to see, what it's like to be me I'll be you, let's trade shoes, just to see what it'd be like to Feel your pain, you feel mine, go inside each others minds Just to see, what we find,
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