Guns Songtext

like a gun, yeah yeah
I spit my blood, yeah yeah
like a gun, yeah yeah
get my fun

took a hit in '83 it ain't easy bein' alive
always thought it was the worst day of my entire fuckin' life
that is, until I got a knife my very first one
I loved it christ
I felt of steel but now I'm a scorchin' piece of iron

like a gun, yeah yeah
I spit my blood, yeah yeah
like a gun, yeah yeah
get my fun

feelings are the worst things to try & get to master
I can't deal with anything that makes my heart beat faster
I may happy or fuckin pissed, the reaction you'll get is the same
load a bullet, spit my blood
I know it makes me look nastier, but

like a gun, yeah yeah
I spit my blood, yeah yeah
like a gun, yeah yeah
get my fun
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