What have I gone and fucked up again this time? How did I become my own demise? All these twisted little parts of me Afraid of losing everything so I, I pulled the trigger and I fired away I pulled the trigger and I fired away
Can you still hear my voice from afar? Your dead flowers are still hanging on my walls I felt God when you were near For once everything seemed so clear Until you You pulled the trigger and you fired away You pulled the trigger and you fired away
The shot you took was overdue It’s a good thing I am made of scar tissue
You pulled the trigger and fired away won’t you lay your guns down.
You pulled the trigger and fired away won’t you lay your gun down won’t you please lay your gun down won’t you lay your gun down
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