
Smoking Gun
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Lyrics
Words are spoken around a lie
A hundred needles in the eye
Hands and hearts in a fiery mess
Burning trust while still in the dress
Writing from the window signs
Seems to think that two are combined
Truth and loyalty locked behind a door
Rather by a lying bitch
Than found to be whore
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, no where to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
With a smoking gun
(With a smoking gun...)
(With a smoking gun)
????
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, nowhere to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun...)
(With a smoking gun)
????
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, nowhere to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun...)
(With a smoking gun)
????
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, nowhere to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
A hundred needles in the eye
Hands and hearts in a fiery mess
Burning trust while still in the dress
Writing from the window signs
Seems to think that two are combined
Truth and loyalty locked behind a door
Rather by a lying bitch
Than found to be whore
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, no where to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
With a smoking gun
(With a smoking gun...)
(With a smoking gun)
????
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, nowhere to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun...)
(With a smoking gun)
????
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, nowhere to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun)
(With a smoking gun...)
(With a smoking gun)
????
(Caught red handed, knees are down)
(Weapon in hand, going to town)
(No back story, nowhere to run)
(Caught red handed, with a smoking gun)
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