I’m too scared to go to war for you
But baby I can go to war with you
You spread your legs and say,
‘Baby just bring your gun out’
I smile, my tongue slides in cheek,
’cause I’m about to blow your head.
Four rounds of ammunition
I fire and your hips quickly fall back
Soon your body is rocking like a bang
While you scream as my bullets fly
Pale chest, stiff toes, are you dead yet?
You reply, “No. Just shoot me harder!”
My last thrust results in a truce
Our bodies collapses like a climax
The sheets too feels like a war zone
Rough, damp, covered with bodies
Tired, my canon points at the ceiling
You’re breathless, but no moaning
I grin like a pussycat, head aching
Fuck! This war feels like a sex scene!