Lyrics

I'm sick of these words that you make out of your mouth Sick of your voice that fills my mind Stop conversation that doesn't make sense This full situation,i think i still paid I was hidin' emotions,don't think it's right Now instead of roses you get the gun So fire,fire,so fire Nothin' to save inside We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three One,two,three,ha We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three One,two,three,ha I'm sick of these words that you make out of your mouth Sick of your voice that fills my mind Stop conversation that doesn't make sense This full situation,i think i still paid I was hidin' emotions,don't think it's right Now instead of roses you get the gun So fire,fire,so fire Nothin' to save inside We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three and then you shoot I want you to know that i'm bulletproof We count to three One,two,three,ha
Writer(s): Aleksandr Konstantinov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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