My Guns Got Better Letra

Crosses on the head of an angel
Sins of the father [?] became you
Faithful 'til the end, woo
Bullets with your name drew
Cock back, aim, shoot, bam

My guns go bam (C'mon, I can make your guns go)
I can make your guns go bam (I can make your guns go, yeah, yeah)
I can make your guns go bam (I'll hide when the guns go)
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My reflection of the [?]