| Tired of the bullet you laid out your life
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| In selections of photographs hung up to dry
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| Shoot through the middle and gather your points
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| By protecting yourself from another bad choice
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| No one will care if you put out that light
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| You built an army but they would not fight
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| So speechless and void you’re just a memory
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| Stuck in the mirror with no exit strategy
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| You should move on make a life of your own
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| Get happily married and live in a home
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| But you can’t sit still and your certain it’s true
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| There’s just too many them and just not enough you
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| You’re a rat in a cage you’re a bull in a china shop
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| Took center stage for the world just to spit you up
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| I say let’s shoot back
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| Heaven above us and Hell just behind
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| Nobody knows it I’m just one of a million kinds
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| So sing if your sorry for all you see
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| Sing if you’re just the same as me
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| Looking back now there’s no way I would do
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| Anything different or anything new
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| You and me both were the bullet within
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| We’re just playing a game that nobody can win
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| So I’ll burn all my promises, never agree
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| To become what I hate and then hate what I see
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| I’m as empty as all of the air that I breathe
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| And I’m hollowed and flawed but at least I still bleed
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| Help me remember that once you were here
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| Living without you it’s just one of a million fears
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| So I’ll keep on singing this lullabye
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| Darling how deep does the bullet lie
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| How deep does the bullet lie
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| How deep does the bullet lie
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| How deep does the bullet lie
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| How deep does the bullet lie |