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I've got my finger on the trigger |
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One bullet in the gun |
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And I'm spinning the revolver |
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Thinking this could be the one |
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I tried to find religion |
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To see what I've become |
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I was ruined by the world |
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But I blamed it on the Son |
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Am I worthless, am I filthy? |
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Am I too far gone for a remedy? |
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Will you help me, cause I'm dying |
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To be something more than a memory |
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If I reach out, can I trust You? |
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Will You help me see the light of one more day? |
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Take the bullets away |
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Take the bullets away! |
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I tried to build resistance |
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I tried to start a war |
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But no-one ever listened |
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I bottled up the storm |
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Am I worthless, am I filthy? |
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Am I too far gone for a remedy? |
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Will you help me, cause I'm dying |
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To be something more than a memory |
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If I reach out, can I trust You? |
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Will You help me see the light of one more day? |
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Take the bullets away! |
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You're so disarming |
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There's nothing left to fear |
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You're so disarming |
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I drop all my weapons to show You that I'm not afraid |
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Take the bullets away |
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Take the bullets away! |
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Am I worthless, am I filthy? |
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Am I too far gone for a remedy? |
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Will you help me, cause I'm dying |
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To be something more than a memory |
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If I reach out, can I trust You? |
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Will You help me see the light of one more day? |
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Take the bullets away |
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Take the bullets away |
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Take the bullets away |
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Take the bullets away |
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Take the bullets away |
