Pistola

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

And my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear*
And my pen 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

And my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear*
And my pen is a pistola

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

And my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear*
And my pen is a pistola

*The album lyrics read, (insert your lyric here)