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All over you
Peace for the dead
With a bullet in the head
Laying in the ground
Searching for a sound
A finishing touch
To something so little
So much
That life becomes a riddle
Mad pillow
In the floors
Counting widows
If they're whores
Running past what
You've ever known
It's a life that's tough
But the easiest one known
Count your money
To pay your dues
Long time running
Trigger pull, brain explodes
All over you
With a bullet in the head
Laying in the ground
Searching for a sound
A finishing touch
To something so little
So much
That life becomes a riddle
Mad pillow
In the floors
Counting widows
If they're whores
Running past what
You've ever known
It's a life that's tough
But the easiest one known
Count your money
To pay your dues
Long time running
Trigger pull, brain explodes
All over you
Published 1st Jan 2013
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1st Jan 2013 4:48pm
Or you learn to dance from scratch...life is one giant dance lesson.....Ginger Rogers!
1st Jan 2013 6:26pm
