If These Bullets Could Talk lyrics
Song information
Artist: The Number Twelve Looks Like You Album: Put On Your Rosy Red Glasses
Lyrics
What you've accomplished towards me was sickening So I'll be sure to return the favor You hurt me horribly, I turned back, you killed me I haven't for much, but I'll ask you this.. Why would you destroy your best friend.. I'm so tired of looking into mirrors, just to see the reflection cry So plain and simple, I need you to die As there piling away your worthless body Ill be sure to shatter the tombstones that are layed Theres nothing more I'd rather see Than you chasing bullets as you fall into a tunnel Then your heart goes comatose and your appendeges torn off Sending out the harmony that you're gone You're gone You're gone! Place this picture of my face in your lovers' hands Watch her dying in pain and in disbelief Now you're gone, now you're gone.. You're gone! I feel that I've done my part But now it's time to stop this beating heart.. How could you destroy Your best friend But now its time, for me, to stop...beating
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"Put On Your Rosy Red Glasses" album track list
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