The Fate Of The World Depends On This Kiss

Devil's Got A Gun Look out, this thing is gonna blow I heard it from the people in the know There's trouble in the tenements below There's fire where the flowers used to grow I'm never going back I'm running from the sun Bullets at my heels The devil

I'm not yours You are mine Let that sink in Like the Mary Rose She went down With a heavy load But who is this fading flower? Come to life In the spring I was shaking from your sting But you should know In like lamb Out like a lion I came in like a l