Treason - Bang

Gun can kill. Knifes can injure
Bullets Kill. I can kill.

Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.

Angels fall because we all sin.
The guy on the corner died because of gin.

Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.

Tourtued Souls Cover Me.
Help Me Because I Can't See.

Little Children Faces Filled With Glee.
Help Me Because I Can't See.
Little Children Faces Filled With Glee.
Help Me Because I Can't See.
Little Children Faces Filled With Glee.
Help Me Because I Can't See.

This Is it we're going down.
But before we go i want one thing. Kiss me tenderly honey because this maybe the last time i see you.

Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.

Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.
Beware. Because Here I Am.

Treason

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