I have a gun, and you will die
because you can kill me
with your heart knife
hey boy, this is the last night
we slept together
and you see the city lights
the crow sings the fight,
the first blow
and we are predestined to die
we'd slowly close our eyes
the last sigh, and together
we shall die
take your wings and fly
because not go to hell
I know, you'll try.
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