Love under the gun

The pulse beats against the temples like a mad beat,
We are cornered together, the counter is off, asleep.
Your smeared makeup, my torn sneaker,
This is our personal, broken light.


Counting to three, pulling the pin,
I can't live on the edge like this anymore!

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Love under a gun!
Scream while there is oxygen!
We are falling into the sky, we are flying head-on,
Love under a gun, and let everything burn with fire!
Our final chord!


Sirens wailing in the distance, but we don't care about the law,
Our TV is smashed, we step onto the balcony.
You hold my hand, pulse at two hundred beats,
Let's escape from these empty, concrete radars.


Counting to three, pulling the pin,
I can't live on the edge like this anymore!

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Love under a gun!
Scream while there is oxygen!
We are falling into the sky, we are flying head-on,
Love under a gun, and let everything burn with fire!
Our final chord!


They will say we went crazy...
They will say it's just a game...
But under the crosshairs of these empty eyes,
There is only you, and there is only me — right now!



Припев
Love under a gun!
Scream while there is oxygen!
We are falling into the sky, we are flying head-on,
Love under a gun, and let everything burn with fire!
Our final chord!

Under a gun...
A shot into the void!
Bang, bang, we are free!