Fake Sun

Come on
Just come on
The time is now

We choose a Fake Sun
We believe in a Black Gun

I am a bullet
I am a bullet
I am a bullet
Of a black gun
I am a bullet
I am a bullet
I am a bullet
Of a black gun

We are bullets and cry from happiness
We've paid for the chance to be empty

You're chosen
You're chosen
You're chosen
By black matte gun



Credits
Writer(s): Klimov Max, Limansky Mike
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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