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
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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