The bullet:
"I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way?
Father told us to be faithful
I've got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way
I've got love songs in my head
That are killing us away"
The Father:
"Do you love your
Guns?" (yeah)
"God?" (yeah)
"Your government?"
"Do you love your
"Guns?" (yeah)
"God?" (yeah)
"Your government?"
(Fuck yeah)
The bullet:
"She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
I'm gonna be a star someday
Mother says that we should look away
She tells me I'm a pretty bullet
An Imitation Christ
I've got love songs in my head
That are killing us away"
The Father:
"Do you love your
Guns?" (yeah)
"God?" (yeah)
"Your government?"
(fuck yeah)
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