Bulletproof

It's funny when you're twenty-three
Fueled on pride and nicotine
Living on such humble means
Living out a young man's dream
But now these dirt roads drag you down
And there ain't to many friends around
And like those that cradle you
You turn a quiet shade of blue

And you faintly hear the echo of a man, who was bulletproof

As the years they roll away
The weeks just seem to burn the days
And you tell yourself it's worth the pay
As you dream of some new grand escape
You remember all the plans you made
And wonder if they can be saved
'Cause maybe if they do come true
You can have your time too

And you faintly hear the echo of a man, who was bulletproof

And you faintly hear the echo of a man
And you faintly hear the echo of a man
And you faintly hear the echo of a man, who was bulletproof



Credits
Writer(s): Canon Sperrazza
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