Firefight
Trapped in this endless game, you and I.
Dodging Bullets.
A fist, A chair, pulled hair.
A broken heart here, a broken heart there.
Is there anyone left to care?
Plunge your fist into her heart,
And tear it all apart.
Put the revolver to his head, pull the trigger till he's dead.
Kill them all, one by one.
Love is a loaded gun.
-Anywherer












