What would make a man
Want to fell like
Dropping his life blood on the
Carpet
What would make
A man hold a gun
Hold it straight to the temple of
His skull
Im not your temple
Your backbone
What would make a man
Put a gun to his temple
Cold gun to his head
Pull the trigger
What would make a man
Empty his life blood
Open up his head
Bleed it like a river
Your head blown
Your head blown
Your head blown
Your head blown
Taken down now
In the middle of hell
Takes the fear out of life
Questions why every single night
You are my friend
You are my blood
You are my life
You are my soul
Tadpole Ringtones