Taste It (Imaginary Gun)

Ready to dive
To taste it
Strain my nerve
No, I won’t lose
Time is right for adjustments
Bring me more
I will not hesitate
What you see is what you get
Taste it, (x2)
Don’t fake it
Fake it
Closer this time
Your pigskin
Conceal the sky
With your big lie
Nothing left to fuck up
Further down
Imaginary gun
No I won’t lose this time
Taste it, (x2)
Don’t fake it
Taste it
I will not fade
Makes no sense at all
To apologies
For something I am not
No God damn relapse
I’ll go for the throat
No God damn relapse
Though something is lost
Taste it, (x2)
Don’t fake it
Taste it
Taste it (x4)
I will not fade… (x4)