As i paint my toes pink,
This is love,
This is war,
I rise while you sink
And i think
This battle, i'll win
Come big guns
Or black bullets
Bring your lies
Bring your sins
A stroke of the brush
My mind strays from his reign
No longer his kingdom
No longer my pain
Once again,
My thoughts become yours
This is love
This is fate
You persist through wars
These pink thoughts
are not sweet,
but sincere.
I have something to prove
And nothing to fear
If you have my back,
I have munition on deck
He aims at my heart
While i aim for the neck
Still i think,
I don't want to fight
You hold me
console me
say everything's alright
Enough,
I dont want to be tough
Show me your truth
I'm done with his bluff
At the end of the day,
Im just the girl...
With pretty pink nails
Who has faith in the world
My punctuation is inconsistent. I don't feel like putting commas where they belong. I have no patience to capitalize every I.
You get it.
Under the black, there is pink.
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