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• a girl is a gun

i lust for winter, i want the sun
they all say a girl is a gun
ill hide my ink stained hands
im more than he can ever stand

im always the one to wait
to the point where i start to hate fate
so tell me now how you feel
or is that not our deal?

i wish i had a cool guy
with shades and red wine
i wish i could leave home
and make myself known
i wish i lived in the city
stop wallowing in self pity

i wish i had a cool guy
with shades and red wine
i wish i could leave home
and make myself known
i wish i lived in the city
stop wallowing in self pity

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