The Bullet

Tired of the bullet you laid out your life
In selections of photographs hung up to dry
Shoot through the middle and gather your points
By protecting yourself from another bad choice
No one will care if you put out that light
You built an army but they would not fight
So speechless and void you're just a memory
Stuck in the mirror with no exit strategy
You should move on make a life of your own
Get happily married and live in a home
But you can't sit still and your certain it's true
There's just too many them and just not enough you
You're a rat in a cage you're a bull in a china shop
Took center stage for the world just to spit you up
I say let's shoot back
Heaven above us and Hell just behind
Nobody knows it I'm just one of a million kinds
So sing if your sorry for all you see
Sing if you're just the same as me
Looking back now there's no way I would do
Anything different or anything new
You and me both were the bullet within
We're just playing a game that nobody can win
So I'll burn all my promises, never agree
To become what I hate and then hate what I see
I'm as empty as all of the air that I breathe
And I'm hollowed and flawed but at least I still bleed
Help me remember that once you were here
Living without you it's just one of a million fears
So I'll keep on singing this lullabye
Darling how deep does the bullet lie
How deep does the bullet lie
How deep does the bullet lie
How deep does the bullet lie
How deep does the bullet lie



Credits
Writer(s): Garry Mitchell, Forbes Coleman, Mishkin Fitzgerald, Keely Mcdonald, Rothe Katharina, Tessa Gilles
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