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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required There’s a gun upon my bed Not the kind made of metal A vivid tattoo color Above my lover’s Secret devil And that gun is like a demon Aimed toward her pleasure zone Urging hunters to take a shot And take the trophy Home I see blood upon the doorstep I smell murder in her fold I fear ghosts will haunt her body In the bullets I have sown I hear hungry infants crying The ones she gave away And the bastards she is hiding Are my regrets from yesterday I feel the gun blazing As she sucks my breath away I’m a hostage to her body In the mayhem She purveys In the middle of the night I’ll make my escape Run, run, run Run away I’ve got to run In the middle of the night When her back is turned Run, run, run Run away I’ve got to run There’s a gun upon my bed It belongs to my baby Burned deep inside her On a night she went Crazy And every time I think I’ll flee Her dangerous painted gun She draws it against me And I feel myself succumb I see blood upon the doorstep I smell murder in her fold I fear ghosts will haunt her body In the bullets I have sown I hear hungry infants crying The ones she gave away And the bastards she is hiding Are my regrets from yesterday Save me from her gun She’ll never let me go Save me from drowning In her young and wanton soul I’ve got to run But there’s a gun My baby won’t let me go.
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