Ofb1t - Your Sweet Gun

Don’t try to make sense
Logic was bludgeoned to death
Got frostbite on my brain
My hand spills dark joy and pain

Thousand lips on your skin
Melting deep into the heat
Don’t you know? meaning quit
I’m no more digged too deep

Shadows of the sun
Swallowed the compass of my life
I am broken I’m undone
I’m the tip of your sweet gun

Written by:
MARIO ALBERTO NAVARRO ASSAD

Publisher:
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