Ian Friend

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Don'T Take Your Guns To Town

To quick to pull the trigger
I felt the pulse
Got the sweats
Finger slipped
Let her rip

Head's in pieces
Surrounded by smoke
I painted the walls red
My heart is barely beating
The steel hits the floor
Now I'm a corpse
Dead

I really shouldn't play with guns.

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