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| Bullets Walking around I hear the earth seeking relief I�m trying to find a reason to live But the mindless clutter my path Oh these thorns in my side I know I have something free I have something so alive I think they shoot �cause they want it I feel forces all around me Come on raise your head Those who hide behind the shadows Live with all that�s dead Look at me�look at me At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head Through my head Through my head Through my head In my lifetime when I�m disgraced By jealousy and lies I laugh aloud �cause my life Has gotten inside someone else�s mind Look at me�look at me At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through my head Through my head Through my head Through my head Hey all I want is what�s real Something I touch and can feel I�ll hold it close and never let it go Said why�why do we live life With all this hate inside I�ll give it away �cause I don�t want it no more Please help me find a place Somewhere far away I�ll go and you�ll never see me again |
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