| The day had been too hot to love
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| Too hot to say goodbye
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| I kissed my kids and hugged my wife
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| And wished them a safe ride
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| I cursed the sky
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| I felt alone and shed a tear
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| I’d waited for this day
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| I couldn’t face another year
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| It hadn’t helped to pray, no way, no way
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| I walked upstairs with the keys
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| That would make my life unfold
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| And opened up the rifle chest
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| The barrel was ice cold, ice cold
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| I found my silver bullet
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| I warmed it in my hand
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| I looked around, I shut the door
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| My heart was pounding like a hunted boar
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| I crossed the driveway, walked to the shed
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| This time tomorrow they would find me dead
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| Find me with a bullet in my head
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| I lit my last cigarette
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| But didn’t have the strength to inhale
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| I was relieved I’d come this far
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| My alternative to jail, An alternative to jail
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| I’d lived my life on bail
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| I couldn’t bare the thought of them
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| Leaving her daddy’s farm
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| So my misfortune I would bury
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| With my tense and shaking arm
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| A tense and shaking arm
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| A tense and shaking arm
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| I knew my life would end like this
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| I’d waited for this day
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| I knew that I was bound to fail
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| I knew how I would pay
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| I’d waited for this day
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| I’d waited for this day |