All my Life i've wanted great thingz
the gladness that they might bring,
But most of all i dont have them
it really doesn't matter now.
i can see the F****** world will die
and that to at the blink of an eye.
Who cares for them goin astray,
Groans of the Undead, as away the Time fly.
Bastard put the Gun against my Head
You'll be of no use to Me
thatz all when i'm Dead.
At the turn of a Twenty Yearz,
it has bred all my Deepest Fearz,
it hides in my Strongest Dreamz,
it killz all hope and stripz it clean...
Lord i gotta ask a favor
And hope You'll understand
I juz wanna live Life by the gun,
Let Me die like a Man!!!!!!!!!
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