I lost my head You couldn`t come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Watched you bite into the bottle Watched me kick out the chair Let you chew up the glass And laughed as you just hung there I had thought of rose petals most perfectly pure Then I thought of your petals And the abuse they`ve been through
I lost my head You couldn`t come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun You lost your head I couldn`t come This lust to my brain almost feels like a (like a)... Almost feels like a (like a)... Almost feels like a gun Woah woah
I told the angels Cant stay in heaven I asked the devil, the devil, the devil If we cut out the bad Well then we`d have nothing left Like I cut up your angels Yeah you stabbed me to death
I lost my head You couldn`t come This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun You lost your head I couldn`t come This lust to my brain almost feels just like a gun, yeah!
I lost my head You couldn`t come Lust to my brain almost feels like a gun I lost my head You couldn`t come Lust to my brain almost feels like a (like a)... Almost feels like a (like a )... Almost feels like a gun Feels like a gun, Feels like a gun, Feels like a gun, Feels like a...
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