Smoking Gun

Start off your cries
And keep complaining
You’re not Justified
Your Intuition leaves me
Nothing left into disguise
This problem is your own
I’d Rather be left alone
Your battle scars to fall
Find another place to crawl
You can place the blame
But no one’s listening
I don’t want you here with me
Cause all your pressure falls on me
So Take Your Smoking Gun from me
Am I your only tragedy?
And still you try in vain
Convincing no one loved your pride
For being a taste of all your chains
And lost, you still reside
I am your Only Cure
The wounds can’t heal no more
You cry and know the scars
Now Your backs against the wall
You can place the blame
But no one’s listening
I don’t want you here with me
Cause all your pressure falls on me
So Take Your Smoking Gun from me
Am I your only tragedy?
I don’t want you here with me
Cause all your pressure falls on me
So Take Your Smoking Gun from me
Am I your only tragedy?