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pull my trigger
ready aim pull the trigger
it looms above a cold dark figure
it never leaves
we're bound for life
it stabs my heart
a frozen knife
they tell me i'm a work of art
depression, fear and a broken heart
i seems my life is picture perfect
but i'm mot even sure its worth it
with bitter song i scream for help
bet betrayals known me far to long
my screams are silenced
all hope is lost
it appears my life came with a cost
a lifetime of pay and sadness and sorrow
but ill costume as happy
i just need to borrow
it could have been real
if not for this dark figure
ready, aim
PULL MY TRIGGER!!!
it looms above a cold dark figure
it never leaves
we're bound for life
it stabs my heart
a frozen knife
they tell me i'm a work of art
depression, fear and a broken heart
i seems my life is picture perfect
but i'm mot even sure its worth it
with bitter song i scream for help
bet betrayals known me far to long
my screams are silenced
all hope is lost
it appears my life came with a cost
a lifetime of pay and sadness and sorrow
but ill costume as happy
i just need to borrow
it could have been real
if not for this dark figure
ready, aim
PULL MY TRIGGER!!!
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