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girls get your guns (Lyric) by FreeFormFixation

girls get your guns. open fire-open up. blast a blame through bullet-holes. a dixie cup of copper drops. blazing entry through the soul. a coal-black cat to scratch across. get your guns. break the neck beneath the necklace, have your fun. have your fun. let the bullets graze the skin until the reckless become neck-less. open fire. blaze an entrance. get your guns. get your guns. let the tattered flesh and spattered chest relax you til you're done. now you're done. now you're done. girls get your guns.

FreeFormFixation 4-Mar-06/1:59 PM
yeah, you know, when an organism is blasted it generally opens up where the bullet passed through.




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