Bullet Holes

Going to church to kill a man
Who took everything from me
44 in my hand
Never thought the perp is what I'd be
Dragging along to the house of worship
Inside a hypocrite hides and flees
From the echoes of his past sins
I hope to find him on his knees

Sifted through the dirt to find the gold
Dug an unending hole to bury my soul
Today I'll gladly fill that empty chamber
With the dirty blood of bullet holes

Please forgive me, I'll never forgive myself
Another bad hand was dealt, aww hell
Pride's too tough to swallow
And a hobbled spirit falls through the hollows
Tried to live a life dedicated to respect
Stepped correct, thought the best of everyone
Well those days of naiveté are dead and done
Give my love to our son
I'll wrest my vengeance with a gun

Sifted through the dirt to find the gold
Dug an unending hole to bury my soul
Today I'll gladly fill that empty chamber
With the dirty blood of bullet holes

Can't seem to see the glory of which I was told, oh no
Blinded by the blood of bullet holes



Credits
Writer(s): Leonard Gambin
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