Jul 2016
I wear a bulletproof vest
but she gets to me,
she's high velocity.
She aims high
hits the bullseye
and I die a little more
but if she wanted too
it'd be a clear shot through
my heart,
but she gets to me,
she's high velocity.
She aims high
hits the bullseye
and I die a little more
but if she wanted too
it'd be a clear shot through
my heart,
(68/Here and now)
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