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Youre my gun in my world war three
Youre all the bullets I need
Ive been dreaming about you girl
Have you had nightmares of me
Maybe one day well decorate a house
And you can carpet my floors
All day well stay inside
Don't wanna go outdoors because its
One day closer until I end this life
And I don't mind you smiling all the time
Coz it's high times fine times when you're on my mind
And it's one day close until I end this life
Youre my ace in my fifty-two deck
Youre all the winnings I need
Ive been roaming around the same old streets
Youre making my heart bleed
Maybe one day you'll know how much I care
Times it by ten and you're there
How long you gonna make me wait
I guess you don't even care because its
One day closer until I end this life
And I don't mind you smiling all the time
Coz it's high times fine times when you're on my mind
And it's one day close until I end this life
I don't mind I don't mind
Don't mind you don't mind you I love you
Youre my gun in my world war three
Youre all the bullets I need