I'm A Beast I'm A Gun

Black Drawing Chalks

What makes you better?
You don't feel alone
The trees, the weather
Or the smell of blood

It takes much time
To make it right
He lives, you die

Don't kill your brother
'Cause they will find
You better chose another
And the body you'll hide

You better work to keep me free
I'm a beast I'm a gun


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