I got that art of war
And a grenade heart
Aimed right at you
I'll take you down
If you take me with you
And we won't question a thing
Strapping bombs to our chests
Oh, we're goin', goin' down
I'll tear right through your borders
With weapons under my skin
My lips are a machine gun
Aimed right at you
I got a traitor's touch on my hands
And you're my Julius
I'll be your whiskey and poison
If you ain't afraid of dyin'
You'll never claw my flag out
But I ain't done yet
I've still got gunpowder in my chest
And blood on my clothes
I know you've got aim
And a target on my back
But my heart eats bullets
Like I'm gonna eat you alive, alive
I'll stain your soul like a blood wine
You can get drunk on me
And I'll loosen all your holds
Unravel every inch of you
Make that fever hit your head
Darlin', it'll be an epidemic
No cure for what you got
No way to stop the spread
Oh, I'll take you down
If you take me with you
Cuz I got that art of war.
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This piece here is actually something relative to a novel I'm working on behind the scenes. I won't be posting for it anytime soon as it's taking a back seat to my Shadows series but I still find inspiration for it. It's cover is posted here. "Devil's Backbone".
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Poetry"I didn't realize what damage heat can do To flesh so bare So I poured you out all over me Until I was undone And shaking But after the fire has gone All that's left is ash and wilted skin So now I know Better" -The Things You Left Behind (Poetry, P...
