The Wet Choke When Someone Catches Their Breath And Sprays, Stop

I close my eyes but i can't decide whats worse, my blood or your bright eyes. So i sit and wait for this darkness to take me, and for it all to end. Tonight when you fall asleep think of me with this gun clinched between my teeth. choking on the bullet that held no grudge enamle downed and I'm chasing it with blood. but know that i would rather die than to see you hurt. but i will see you hurt. try and count 32 crowns, each one is screaming with some redemption. open your eyes and show to the world the closest thing to perfection that god ever created, blue into white white into pain. open your eyes except my love close your eyes and leave with my heart, close your eyes