STORM
(dear criminals)
Bullet tears in your eyes
Has love broken your spine
Is this chase now a race
I feel like taking my time
There’s a gun inside your head
Shooting dreams you'll never have
Like a storm with a plan
You’re a storm on your own
It wasn’t a game with you
It wasn’t a game you fool
It wasn’t a game you threw
Pieces of you
Own me tonight
I can feel your strength
Heavy drops are rolling on my skin
Is it another pain or is it a beautiful ending
To be swallowed by the rain
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