On the tip of my tongue an offence is poised and rearing
My intention a bullet, my body a trigger finger

Your weapon is a Pistola 
I don't need to fear, fear you
Your weapon is a Pistola 

My secret arsenal is an infinite ageless ink well
It's a fountain of youth and a patriot's weapon of choice

Your weapon is a Pistola 
I don't need to fear, fear you
Your weapon is a Pistola 

On the tip of my tongue an offence is poised and rearing
My intention a bullet, my body a trigger finger

Your weapon is a Pistola 
I don't need to fear, fear you
Your weapon is a Pistola

Incubus - A Crow Left Of The Murder - 2004
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