Kives 'N Guns
Knives and guns,
Are loads of fun,
Not as fun as jail,
Something you can’t get out on bail,
Give me Novocain,
Before I go insane.
Knives and guns,
Are loads of fun,
But have a stain,
That never go away,
Blood and pain, is the name,
Name of the game,
A game that comes,
To a sudden stop,
A stop that’s never a prop.
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