Chris Frasco - Handgun lyrics

rate me

Your love tastes like the last meal on death row

breathing in and out, around we go

forget about motives, forget about futures forgotten

the only lines left are the lies we've been caught in

You've got no reason to hold me down

We've got no time to mess around

Cause I've got a handgun

Do you want to see me load it up?

A black bullet casing for a black, hardened heart

the words from your mouth rip my flesh apart

promises broken and promises unkept

lie like sheets on the bed where we slept

You've got no reason to hold me down

Got no time to mess around

Cause I've got a handgun

Do you want to see me load it up?

This tension eats at my bones

don't smile as you leave me here to fracture

without faith in myself

I face this barrel alone

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