a bulleT w- my namE On

I guess this is goodbye
I guess we got what we deserved
Hold on to your heart, it’s almost over
I guess I should’ve known
I guess a part of me still hoped
Broken from the start (The beat in my chest sounds like a swan song)
You got a bullet with my name on
(You got a bullet with my name on)

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A moment of silence
For a lifetime laid to waste
Now you’re underground
Still sounds like violence
Still got both feet in the grave
You can’t drown it out

I’m dreaming backwards
Nobody answers
I won’t look down again

I guess this is goodbye
I guess we got what we deserve
Hold on to your heart
It’s almost over (My soul’s collateral to you)
I guess I should’ve known
I guess a part of me still hoped
Broken from the start (The beat in my chest sounds like a swan song)
You got a bullet with my name on

I’m sorry
Did my back hurt your knife?
Let me kiss it better
This time I promise that I’ll die
Do the waltz with your alibi
And if Jesus Christ returns
We’ll just kill the fucker twice

We get so lost (We get so lost) inside of your eyes
We get so lost (We get so lost), still feel the butterflies
But they’re gone

I guess this is goodbye
I guess we got what we deserve
Hold on to your heart
It’s almost over (My soul’s collateral to you)
I guess I should’ve known
I guess a part of me still hoped
Broken from the start (The beat in my chest sounds like a swan song)
You got a bullet with my—

Name on
Your lullabies keep me awake, ooh
I picked up your tab (Paid in blood)
Saw things you never (Never should)
My bloody Valentine of dirt

I’m dreaming backwards
Nobody answers
I won’t look down again

I guess this is goodbye
I guess we got what we deserve (We got what we deserve)
Hold on to your heart, it’s almost over (My soul’s collateral to you)
I guess I should’ve known (I guess I should’ve known)
I guess a part of me still hoped (A part of me still hoped)
Broken from the start (The beat in my chest sounds like a swan song)
You got a bullet with my name on

You got a bullet with my name on
You got a bullet with my name on
I don’t believe it’s safer for them in Youtopia either
A [?] believer will harvest them as batteries
This is not the Cross, trust me
Synthesised fully instructive instructions
And created the pioneer [?] synthetic substance enhanced
Devas-devastating effects on psyche
Subjects suffered profound disturbances, psychosis, organ failure
All subjects in Youtopia, their bodies are vegetative
Seek the truth
Follow the six-rayed star
Am I a part of this? God forgive me