Nʇ ʈ..!
ʀ..!
˃aἳᴄ, ὁἽᴄ, ὄἭᴄ, ὁἶᴄ, ὄἭᴄ, ὁἶᴄ, ὁἽᴄ, ὄἵ ᴄᴄ, ὄἲᴄ, ʴἽᴄ, ὄἷᴄ, ὀἶᴄ, ὄἪᴄ, ʷἭᴄ, ᴀἷᴄ, ʸᴴᴄἼᴄ, ᴀἸᴄ, ᴀἭᴄ, ʸᴄἡᴄ, ᴀἰᴄ, ʸἱᴄ�
I am nothing as it is today
Floating over the safety of pain
Over and over it beats you the same way
I am already prepared for this one
And the gun, and the gun, and the gun
You want that too?
Someone get's it
No, don't worry and explain what I will do
Can't explain what I want to
And the gun, and the gun
You want that too?
Can't explain what I want to
You want that too?
You want that too?
Accusations are no more
Face the sickness, fucking war
Don't raise your breath
No, it is death
Don't raise your breath
No, it is death
And the gun, and the gun
You want that too?
You want that too?
You want that too?
Accusations are no more
Face the sickness, fucking war
Accusations are no more
Face the sickness, fucking war
I am already prepared for this one
And the gun, and the gun
You want that too?
And the gun, and the gun
You want that too?
Accusations are no more
Face the sickness, fucking war
You want that too?
I've brought something new to the table
I've brought something new to the table
I've brought something new to the table
I've brought something new to the table
