I'll let you hold the gun to my head
While my lip bites down
Into a thorny rose
And blood drips down
My chin
While you promise
Not to
Pull the trigger
Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 11:42 PM UTC
I'll let you hold the gun to my head
While my lip bites down
Into a thorny rose
And blood drips down
My chin
While you promise
Not to
Pull the trigger