Free Parking! Tommy Gun
Hello
Do you need an advisor?
Until you are wiser, lock your verses in my skin
And know:
If you need someone to talk to
I'll be on the hunt until you submit as my prey
The feeling gets stronger, it gets stronger every day
Tell me all your // all your fetid truth
(Tommy Gun)
I will protect, I will lock up you
(Your Tommy Gun)
Until you set me loose
Into October
If you are sober, tell me
I can disappear
Besides
You know I am ageless
So any cages are just asking "Until when?"
Oh, I am a Roman Colosseum for your friends
Point me at your // at your passing youth
(Tommy Gun)
I will protect, I will lock up you
(Oh, Tommy Gun)
Bacchus only posits drunken truth
(Tommy Gun)
Thrown down to the lions and their brood
(Your Tommy Gun)
Tell me what you want me to do
What you want me to do
And you can fire away