the grip of the gun brings you a feeling
far greater than the grip of me
and yet you still reach for me and pretend I and here is where you live
but I know that this in between is merely just a place where you sleep
the blood & the bones
the grip of the gun brings you a feeling
far greater than the grip of me
and yet you still reach for me and pretend I and here is where you live
but I know that this in between is merely just a place where you sleep
the blood & the bones
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