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Bullet

 

Bullet

(album: Burn It Black - 2002)


Yeah!

You're coming home to an empty space
Inside of you, there's no other place
You're wondering hard what you're here for
But every night you still walk out that door

He's just a screwed up kid
Doesn't know who he is
Fights the words in his head
Screams he's better off dead
Met a punk with a diss
Wants to fight and now you're pissed
It's already too late!
Sawed off your hate!

What did you sell your soul for?
Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge you got
Props from your boys on the block
Cross to bear that never ends
What did you sink so low for?
Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face?
Props from the cops and the court
Sin you can't erase

He caught you looking his way
Hands in the air what the hell'd ya say?
I know something sad but true
That motherfucker was as scared as you

You shot a screwed up kid
Doesn't know who he is
Fights the words in his head
Screams he's better off dead
Met a punk like you
What the fuck you gonna do but
Point the piece at his eyes
You never realized!

What did you sell your soul for?
Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge you got
Props from your boys on the block
Cross to bear that never ends
(Yeah!)
What did you sink so low for?
Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face?
Props from the cops and the court
Sin you can't erase

Sell it! with a pistol in the sack
They push you so hard, gonna push right back!
Sell it! don't put up a fight
Your life has just started but it all ends tonight!

Shot a screwed up kid
Doesn't know who he is
Fights the words in his head
Screams he's better off dead
Met a punk like you
What the fuck you gonna do but
Point the piece at his eyes
You never realized!

What did you sell your soul for?
Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge you got
Props from your boys on the block
Cross to bear that never ends
(Yeah!)
What did you sink so low for?
Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face?
Props from the cops and the court
Sin you can't erase

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