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There's a small hole in the back of your shirt |
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Oh tell me; what have they done |
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To the only one I have ever loved? |
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And there's a small groan from the back of your throat |
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As a halo of rouge surrounds us both |
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Oh how my heart does hurt |
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By my knees |
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On the tarmac there lay |
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A bullet with my name |
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There was a bullet with my name |
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Rain falls on the back of my neck |
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My arms are as weak as you are faint |
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Oh don't leave me now |
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To such a cruel fate |
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It was one night out of a hundred or more |
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It was the one wrong turn |
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Through that one wrong door |
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To the one wrong hollow man |
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With the gun in his hand |
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And he silenced you with that shattering bang |
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Bang |
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Bang |
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Bang |
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By my knees |
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On the tarmac there lay |
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In the pouring rain |
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My lover slain |
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By a bullet with my name |
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There was a bullet with my name |
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Bullet with my name |
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There was a bullet with my name |
