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DEATHS RED HOUR
Only hours ago i was a walking catastrophe..
My feet covered
in the blood of my fallen foes..
My blood lust finally quenched
i am feeling an everlasting peace
something that has been missing
like a jigsaw puzzle piece
But this lust is to strong
my knees crumble and i fall to the ground,
strange, i'm unable to move, so i start to look around
Gun shots fly
white then black i get back up
Death is here to back me up
my gun on the ground next to me.
Looking down on yourself is hard.
To see all your flaws from where everyone else stands...
But fuck what others think, i am who i am.
i draw my gun up, and i look around, ooh, i see sam.
i cock the gun and point it at sam, hes screams
'you cold-blooded killer !!'
i chuckle, yes, i am
[a collab with my bf and kaitlyn Geddes ]
My feet covered
in the blood of my fallen foes..
My blood lust finally quenched
i am feeling an everlasting peace
something that has been missing
like a jigsaw puzzle piece
But this lust is to strong
my knees crumble and i fall to the ground,
strange, i'm unable to move, so i start to look around
Gun shots fly
white then black i get back up
Death is here to back me up
my gun on the ground next to me.
Looking down on yourself is hard.
To see all your flaws from where everyone else stands...
But fuck what others think, i am who i am.
i draw my gun up, and i look around, ooh, i see sam.
i cock the gun and point it at sam, hes screams
'you cold-blooded killer !!'
i chuckle, yes, i am
[a collab with my bf and kaitlyn Geddes ]
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