Chinese Gun - MEW

With a Chinese gun

I will have your nose on the mirror

But not entirely

With a Chinese gun

You can have your way, any way

You pull me in the ice

I can not do the things I want anymore

Time tells nothing if not the truth

I’m ludicrous

I’m a Chinese gun

With a Chinese gun

Aimed straight to my head

Your gun, you always spoil it

My friends feast at the algae hole

I know they do

I don’t think I could be that bad

I really don’t

On top all that, feels like you’re on top of it (yeah!)

A mysterious fit feels like you’re on top of it

With a Chinese gun

I don’t want to move inside trees

What took me over

With a Chinese gun