| VERSE 1 SITTING HERE IN MY CHAIR VOICES HERE IN MY HEAD THE GUN'S BULLET SOON TO BE SHED WHY'D THAT BOY HAVE TO BE DEAD WELL I WISH THAT I HAD NOT DONE WHAT I DID TO SOMEONE ELSE'S SON PUT HIM DOWN ON HIS KNEES PULLED THE TRIGGER ON MY GUN NOW THE BULLET IN ME IS THE PRIZE THAT I'VE WON CHORUS BECAUSE THE PAST CREEPS UP INTO OUR MINDS DESTROYS OUR EMOTIONS AND HAPPY TIMES WE'RE PUT INSIDE A STATE WHERE WE'RE SHUT BEHIND A GATE NOW THE GUN'S IN MY HAND AND I'M PULLING THE TRIGGER VERSE 2 FAMILY'S TRAILING AWAY I CAUGHT MY WIFE CHEATING THE OTHER DAY MY RENT'S PAST DUE MY BILLS ARE SKY HIGH THINGS COULD NOT BE WORSE I'M SO READY TO DIE THE LETTER'S WELL WRITTEN I'VE CHECKED IT OVER BUT I'M STILL THIINKING TWICE CHORUS OUTRO: NEVER GONNA BE THE SAME |
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| Written by froman for D.C. |
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