Get out your guns, battles begun,
[my weapon is my silence]
are you a saint, or a sinner?
[sinner, darling, sinner]
If loves a fight, than I shall die,
[by kissing your venom]
with my heart on a trigger
[you handed me the gun].
Sometimes angels need to let loose too, so this angel used the shotgun. On herself.
I’m an angel with a shotgun,
[losing control over you]
fighting til’ the wars won;
[losing the wars over you]
I don’t care if heaven won’t take me back.
[why won’t you take me back?]
And she enjoyed making that sin.
A/N: The Cab wrote the lyrics not in bold and I wrote the ones in bold. Oh, and I also wrote the one spaced out in the middle and the last line. The Cab is love and they inspired this. <3
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De Tododear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?