Paroles de Hobo Shooting

Scrawny beggar in filthy clothes Eating rehash food and trash Not aware of any danger Lurking around the corner Implement of death, to thee I vow Chamber spins, trigger tight Grinning bullets flying, Brutal impact, hobo screaming Flesh, bones and blood fly about Savage chest wound, open mouth Recipient of pain stumbling, falling Hard concrete bloody redecorated Fractured skull, kissing the concrete Impulsive shaking hobo, another ending Worthless tale