Choke

I saw you Saturday morning
You wore a blue collared shirt
You asked my name and my number
And took my picture for good measure

You took my hand without warning
And suddenly the whole world changed
My tongue was tied and I couldn't speak

I don't wanna come on too strong
But I think about you all the time
No, I don't believe in heaven
But you're in my prayers every night

Is that a gun in your pocket?
Or are you happy to see me?
Yes, that's a gun in your pocket.
I think you're happy to see me.

I don't wanna come on too strong
But I think about you all the time
No, I don't believe in heaven
But you're in my prayers every night

Our time is gonna come,
If not in this life, then maybe the next one
Our time is gonna come,
And when it does I'm gonna fucking see you

Burn
Burn in hell
Fascist pig
Suck my dick
And burn
Rot in pieces
Fucking bastard
Suck my dick

I don't wanna come on too strong
But I think about you all the time
No, I don't believe in heaven
But you're in my prayers every night

Burn
Burn in hell
Fascist pig
Suck my dick
And burn
Rot in pieces
Fucking bastard
Suck my dick

Your time is gonna come



Credits
Writer(s): Anna Lissa Bantigue
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