Jack Jaguar - Gunpowder and Cocaine

There‘re borders everywhere
But I don’t really care
People standing still
And I can pay my bill
White powder on my table
Tabletop glass and maple
See my own reflection
While I show my coke affection
Bullets on my belt. I’m done
.45 ACP Thompson submachine gun
Three loaded magazines in my hands
More than as a boy, shooting cans
My suit black like the dark sky tonight
The white shirt I’m wearing, brighter than daylight
My hat is Black like a crow
So you know me now
The floor will turn in deep wine red
When someone’s losing his head
Smoke is rising up out of the end of my barrel
Fast, brutal, and feral
It’s the end of the scene
Gunpowder and cocaine

Written by:
Raphael Brunner

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