I would swallow a bullet just to give you a moment of peace and quiet
I would spread my memories in a pink misty shower if only you couldn’t remember
I don’t wanna come home and disappoint you,
it’s clear to me now I should just
So it’s a mad dash for a death splash
and a clean-up crew named you
I’m heading home to dust with gun oil
and blow smoke rings through a new hole
If I could, I’d make time for two
Written by: J.A. Lütz

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