Bang, bang! There goes my heart
A solid force pierces in the middle
Gunshot sound is clear as the day
You left me bleeding in that alleyway
Wiping my mouth and spitting out blood
Clutching my chest as my thoughts run out wild
Tired of the smell of lingering gunpowder
You do love to smoke them in your joints
Getting high on what is dangerous
Your finger's on the trigger
Never really known you better
Now, I sit on this chair in front of you
Clean up after you're done with me
At least have some decency;
Your next client wouldn't want my blood in your chair imbued
Bang, bang! Here comes a bullet straight to me
Tell your friends they won't see me no more
It was you who took away my right to soar
Shot my heart down, and now I gotta find it
Lost, through and through, I find myself in this deserted avenue with you
Bang, bang! There goes my heart
Bang, bang! I find my heart bleeding for you
//k.u.
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