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• Artiste: When Tragedy Strikes
• Titre: Bullet Talk
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The pen will be my weapon And these words will be my bullets That I so inconsistently fired at you're chest This sheet would be my alibi To be a witness to the perfect crime And this song is a fancy way to say “I hate you” I'll unload a round into you're chest These bullets laced in anger Now finally line the inside of you're spine Cracked from head to you I thought you ought to know Scream your hatred at the barrel As my final shot is fired at you're heart Who knew this could tear us apart I'll wait until you're face down on the floor Remind me never to think of you again It's so easy to pull a gun But its hell to pull the trigger I'll unload a round into you're chest These bullets laced in anger Now finally line the inside of you're spine Cracked from head to you I thought you ought to know I'm too spineless to go through with this I can't bear the sight of you're bleeding heart But the bullets have been fired And you're gone, you're gone I want to hate you so bad But I wish I could I'll unload a round into you're chest These bullets laced in anger Now finally line the inside of you're spine Cracked from head to you I thought you ought to know Scream at me and tell me something so horrid Tell me everything I never wanted to hear I'll destroy everything you hold dear With this song