Taste My Gun

Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
It's a
Wet
Run
Come
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
It's a
Wet
Run
Come
Taste
My
Gun
Wet
Run
Wet
Run
Wet
Run
Wet
Run
Taste
Taste
Taste
Taste
My
Gun
In this tiny town
In this cruel world
On the ground
I found a girl
Behind the scenes
They all wanted her
Fire fire fire
She pulled the trigger
Come hunt with me
Together we will blast
The jerks away
The jerks away
Your'e too hot
For them to see you
There to dumb to understand
Its no tragedy
There just a bunch of creeps
They'll get what they deserve
It's much worse than they expect
It's a guarantee to break out free
Show yourself in sunlight
The sun will understand
I know you're right
Tease your weapon
Show your weapon
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
It's a
Wet
Run
Come
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
It's a
Wet
Run
Come
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
It's a
Wet
Run
Come
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
It's a
Wet
Run
Come
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
Taste
My
Gun
It's a
Wet
Run
Cum
Taste
My
Fire fire fire fire
Fire fire fire fire fire
Fire fire fire fire fire fire you're just fire
(You're hot a hell, you're hot a hell)
Fire fire fire fire (you're hot a hell, you're hot a hell)
Fire fire you're just fire
Fire fire fire fire fire fire
Taste my gun you're just fire
You're just fire



Credits
Writer(s): Leo Köppen
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