A Bullet for Pretty Boy
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Iâve taken off my cloak
Iâve removed this sin from my heart
From my soul from my mind
Where have I gone wrong?
What is the next stop?
Iâve removed this sin from my heart and mind
I cannot hear you
I canât hear you
I donât feel you near
Itâs like my eyes have been sewn shut
As if my ears have been covered with the devilâs hands
Itâs clear Iâve lost control
Itâs clear Iâve slipped away
I need your light to show me the way
This is just a lack of communication
I need your light to show me the way
I need to be free of this
I need to be free of the shackles Iâm in
What is my last resort
To rip my way out?
I need your light to show me the way