JUDGMENT OF THE BULLET

tear past midnight shadows accelerator roaring through this highway city in the seat next to mine, you look away hiding your blush in fear I will protect you, wield me like a knife I'll hold you close in my arms my sweet babe leave your worries behind past and future is ours to rewrite together let's go to a paradise made for the two of us 100 million, 200 million, 10 billion count every last kiss that I give to you baby! I'll hold you tight in my arms and never let you go just fall in love with my machine gun kiss!