Bullet

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                                                                        Bullet

                                                        by: Hollywood undead

                              WARNING: this song mabe triggering to some readers/listeners

my legs are dangling off the edge

bottom of the bottle is my only friend

i think i'l sit my wrists again

and i'm gone, gone, gone, gone,

my legs are dangling off the edge

somach full of pils didn't work again

i'll put a bullet in my head

and i'm gone, gone, gone, gone,

gone to far

yeah i'm gone again

it's gone on to long

tll ya how it ends

i'm sittin on the edge with my two best friends

ones a bottle of pills and ones a bottle of gin

i'm 20 stories up yeah im up at the top

i'll polish off this bottle now it's pushing me off

asphalt to me has never looked so soft

i bet my mama foud my letter now shes calling the cops

i better take this opertunity before i miss it

cause now i hear the sirens and they're off in the distance

believe me when i tell a that i've been persistante

cuz i'm more scarred

more scarred then my wrist is

i've een trying to long with to dull of a knife

but tonigh i mae sure that i sharpend it twice

i never bought a suit before in my life

but when you go to meet god you know you wanna look nice

so if i survive the i'll see you tomorrow yeah i'll see you tomorrow

my legs are dangling off the edge

bottom of the bottle is my only friend

i think i'll slit my wrists again

and i'm gone, gone, gone, gone,

my legs are dangling off the egde

stomach full of pills didn't work again

i'll put a bullet in my head

and i'm gone, gone, gone, gone,

we hit the sky

there goes the light

no more sun

why is it always night?

when you cant sleep

well you can't dream

when you can't dream well whats life mean

we feel a little pitty bt don't empithize

the old are getting older

watch  yound man die

a mother and a son and someone you know

smile at each other and realize you don't

you don't know what happened to the kid you raised

what happened to the father who swore he'd stay

i did't know cuz you didn't say

now mama feels guilt

yeah mama feels pain

when you were young you never thought you'd die

found out you could but to scared to try

 looked in the mirror and you said goobye

then you climed to the roof to see if you could fly

so if i survive then i'll see you tomorrow yeah i'll see ya tomorrow

my legs are dangling off the edge

bottom of the bottle is my only friend

i thnk i'll slit my wrists again

and i'm gone, gone, gone, gone,

my legs are danging off he edge

stomach full of pills didn't work again

i'll put a bullet in my head

and i'm gone, gone, gone, gone,

i wish that i could fly

way up in the sky

like a bird so high

oh i think i might just try

i wish that i could fly

way up in the sky

like a bird so high

oh i think i might just try

i think i might just try

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