Align your head with loaded gun.
Yes, I'm your enemy. Gasp.
You will do it again, and you did.
Rejection washes like the sweetest wave.
Forgiveness is a knife in the stomach.
I'd rather feel my hands around your throat.
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Premonitions Of War – A Minor Correction Lyrics