main cHati pe pistol lagati hoon
mere haath main mera sar hai
ek do teen
jab tum mere paas hote ho
number badal jate hain
teen do ek
meri ungliyaN trigger ko choD deti hain
aadmi
mere kaam main
hamesha hal-chal lagaate hain
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I hold the pistol to my heart
My hand over a place in my mind
One two three
When I know you are here
The numbers reverse
Three two one
My finger loosens
Men
Always
Disturb my work
Hero Kurda
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