Killer

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(November 15, 2011)

Killer

Gun.

Press your lips against mine,

Everything will be fine

As long as I don't pull the

Trigger.

Watch me smile against your lops

Accept the gift

Just watch out for flying

Bullets.

As I kiss you slowly and softly

I'll get deeper just watch me.

You can't stop, so they call me a

Killer.

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