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Silence is the preparation The calm air and blur vision Is just the perfect situation For the things comin on you next Don't faint, you need your respiration Reaching it with my hand I raise it up That's not an ordinary man's imitation Gripping it tightly Even if its like a hot blade Now I see your whole world Concentrated on a pin head You can't distract me, you're Aimed at, locked on, targeted This point 32 calibre from the Colt says More than alive, you're needed to be dead Time calls on you As I pull the trigger The sound of explosion That hurts the dB meter The cartridge flies away The scene's not gonnabe better Ready, are you, your heart's hammering Let me hear Lightning fast from the barrel It approaches your way Every moment proceeding Its playin games of night and day The bolt has been fired With an assurance to slay But will you be the victim Or be the assailant Just let time say
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
.32 calibre
Silence is the preparation The calm air and blur vision Is just the perfect situation For the things comin on you next Don't faint, you need your respiration Reaching it with my hand I raise it up That's not an ordinary man's imitation Gripping it tightly Even if its like a hot blade Now I see your whole world Concentrated on a pin head You can't distract me, you're Aimed at, locked on, targeted This point 32 calibre from the Colt says More than alive, you're needed to be dead Time calls on you As I pull the trigger The sound of explosion That hurts the dB meter The cartridge flies away The scene's not gonnabe better Ready, are you, your heart's hammering Let me hear Lightning fast from the barrel It approaches your way Every moment proceeding Its playin games of night and day The bolt has been fired With an assurance to slay But will you be the victim Or be the assailant Just let time say
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
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