It is not Fun

scared by the gun
she run above the raging
And it is not a fun
well, You're so presured
Do it  you lose at all
you might be in confession
scared by the gun
she.....

never more
eyes undergo
never more
die on the flour
don't sink me for
lies dose you low
don't sink me for
killing is your own call...

killing is your own call..