Wynton Existing - Sexual Death

The humans are fucked
By the bullet of a gun
Rotten flesh we're fed
Just shoot me in the head

Burning through my tongue
Smoke, it fills my lungs
I beckon on my knees
The sweetest last release

The red, it turns black
A thousand heartattacks
Broken and tired
Just set it on fire

Written by:
Wynton Huddle

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