there was a boy who loved me so
he hid me from the world
his house was made of stories
of the wicked and the cruel
i listened so intently
my faith locked in his hands
his gaze further sinking in
the soul without a plan
like father like son
he sealed the deal and run
the one i took a bullet for
is the one holding the gun
in awe i watch his friends
move without restriction
heavily armoured
by his strengths
blending in i coat myself
with his sugar
closed the door and prayed
all ends well
make believe his arms
are the safest place in town
make believe he'll fall
for real this time around
like father like son
he sealed the deal and run
the one i took a bullet for
is the one holding the gun
what do you want me for
what do you want me for

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