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If I could stand for something;
I would turn the bitter tide.
I would turn it on the pain I've come to know
and calm the storm that never dies.
I'm hearing
shots fired,
out of range.
They wanna see me in a blood soaked grave,
but still I live to die another day.
I can feel it from a distance;
all the venom and the spite.
It's not enough for though I've given them my all.
Impossible to satisfy.
I'm hearing
shots fired,
out of range.
They wanna see me in a blood soaked grave,
but still I live to die another day.
Shots fired,
out of range.
They wanna see me in a blood soaked grave,
but still I live to die another day.
Another day.
For I've heard it all before;
it's all in vain.
You won't shoot me down.
Shots fired,
out of range.
They wanna see me in a blood soaked grave,
but still I live to die another day.
Shots fired,
out of range.
They wanna see me in a blood soaked grave,
but still I live to die another day.