"I'm in love with two sisters
Only weapons can decide
Whose bed I share tonight
And the cold mister mister
He has got me in his sights
If he shoots me down
He has every right
They sharpened knives
I don't want to miss the last train
The bullets fly
Each one screams my name
Gorgeous eyes
To the right to the left of me
Gorgeous eyes
They made me do it again
Oh my heart don't stop
So judge me not
I think I think I think I think"
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