December
16 January 2007
Know how much I want to show you, you're the only one.
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons
In
This
Gun.
Like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons
In
This
Gun.
Hand in mine
Into your icy blues
And then I'd say to you
We could take to the highway
With this trunk of ammunition, too
I'd end my days with you
In a hail of bullets.
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