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These Guns must be put down...

Firing Rounds is only pulling us under.

Bullet holes all around...

When it's war, there is no victims.

Convict me of a crime...

Too much time between us;

To throw it all behind.

My life deserves a Love;

Your Love is worth my life.

Put your weapon down;

And I'll do the same with mine.

We can't do this anymore.

Our Guns, two inches from the floor;

We kiss each other's lips...

Then jump right back into war.

Fight it out until she kills him;

Fight it out till she's imprisoned;

These Guns will continue breathing;

Till they run dry of ammunition...