Party with Gina

Got a gun and can't decide
If there really is an afterlife
It's better, it's better, it's better, it's better

If you're going, try and land it on its head
Here she found a place to drown
In the gutter, the gutter, the gutter

Looking for something finalized
Not a fix for the real device
To suffer, to suffer, to suffer, to suffer

Grab a maniac and let it have a hand
It was cool but now I stutter, I stutter, I stutter, I stutter

Walk through the portal
Past the wormhole
Walk through the portal
Past the wormhole
Walk through the portal
Walk through the portal
Walk through the portal

If your number is as definite
'Cause I got it on my prowl
It's her mouth
And it's my

Guess there was and now there's no reply
Guess she's active on the other side
Forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it

Sad that souls can be scary
Depends on what you think you saw that day
Something woke the spirits on the market
Found them cheaper at the corner

Holes through our head like soap
Fire to our lake of hope
Silver tongue erupting now
Label on the memory's off

Sitting on a rock for now
Never gonna leave this rock