Lyrics Demons Bring Guns by Nancy Sinatra

Hey!
[I was five, and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound]
Look, yeah

Running for my pears
And a whore was bang, bang
Two shots to the f**king head for my deadbrain
Yeah, looking at my face when the demons look at over me asking me for spire change in my countenance

I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire (To the gunfire)
But when I bring a knife then go loose a life, yeah
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
But when I bring a knife then go loose a life, yeah
Hey!, I'm in the interview in everything, king in a chair then healers and sedallings
No one raps and metalling addict, 'cause got suffer grand my balls you founden
Hey!, Not a soldier but a foller, put a Michael hangin', hangin' you opened and (Ugh)
Make your b*t*h go on ya
Hey!

I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire (I said the demons bring guns)
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire (I said the demons bring guns)
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire (Yeah, tryna play me in the run)
But when I bring a knife then go loose a life yeah (f**k)
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
I said the demons bring guns to the gunfire
But when I bring a knife then go loose a life, yeah

They tryna run like the demons in the run (Yeah, yeah)
They tryna run like the rabbits in the streets (Yeah, tell my sh*t)
But when I coming with f**king ice side (Hit you)
Hit you in your tore head, b*t*h you go to sleep

Hit you with a red, that boy