| A goodbye bullet came
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| And took it’s toll
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| And I just stood there watching
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| The heads were rolling
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| And I was riper than a cherry red
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| I didn’t see a thing
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| I couldn’t sense the danger
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| And now you wonder if the matters of the heart
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| Will ever let you go
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| You keep your skeletons at bay
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| You struck your gold in the darkest night
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| Noone to see
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| Your secrets safe with me
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| I hold back the heartache
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| And fall to the ground
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| I’m searching for answers
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| Between the lost and found
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| I’m gonna pick my weapon well
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| Cause I have a tale to tell
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| And I am expecting sabotage
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| And from a speeding train
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| I take my aim
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| With a silver shell that’s saying
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| «Go to hell!»
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| But the muscle from your mean machine
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| Is running out of luck
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| There ain’t no sign of the help
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| And now you’re paying with your broken pride
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| You’ll never learn
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| Your bridges they will burn
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| I hold back the heartache
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| And fall to the ground
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| I’m searching for answers
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| Between the lost and found
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| But I will never find what I am looking for
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| I couldn’t give a damn cause what I want is even more
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| Than your blood shot eyes
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| See the chains that I wrestle
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| And the score I will settle
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| I can see them walking hand in hand
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| And the blows I have taken
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| They will not be forgiven
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| I am such a fool to try
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| But I will never find what I am looking for
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| I couldn’t give a damn cause what I want is more
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| I’ll never ever find what I am looking for
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| I couldn’t give a damn cause I want so much more
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| I hold back the hearache
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| The lost paradise
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| I’m searching for answers
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| Behind the blood shot eyes |