Kissing Pistols

A picture of fame is stained with dying sentiments Afraid you might hear of what's bound to be forgotten Take your time because time is running out You could fall in a trend, they say it's better that way The price is death of days of golden innocence A childish smile here to show you where you're heading A war of shit with an overcoat of bliss And the feeling is gone, don't we love it that way Kissing Pistols just for fun Finding comfort in a gun My mouth is dirty and my mind's being spun Every day ends without the sun Where do you go when there's nowhere to run Please, just let us go A drug for him, a photo for her You can take it lightly into your grave When your heart won't pump remember who you were Outside the remnants of pain, when you were more than a name I've met the dust and been left with nobody Wrapping plastic around the emptiness I feel I'll fill myself till I'm left with nothing Because this hallow screen has lost it's appeal Kissing Pistols just for fun Finding comfort in a gun My mouth is dirty and my mind's being spun Every day ends without the sun Where do you go when there's nowhere to run Please just let us go