Bullet In a Gun

The Roman king, the Romulus, the precipice born to change

The final days, the last appraise Augustus, Nero taking names

I'm high then I'm low, low stop then

I go, go bipolar

Oh, oh yes then I'm no, no

My time will come

I promise that

Pull the trigger back, back

Bullet in a gun

But in the end my time will come

Like a bullet in a gun

Blood, sweat and tears to be the one

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To make a name you pay the price

You give your life no other way

The Devil's deal, it comes around

To wear the crown

Rise up from the ground

I'm high then I'm low, low stop then

I go, go bipolar

Oh, oh yes then I'm no, no

My time will come

I promise that

Pull the trigger back, back

Bullet in a gun

But in the end my time will come

Like a bullet in a gun

Blood, sweat and tears to be the one

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How many voices go unheard?

How many lessons never learned?

How many artists fear the light, fear the pain, go insane, lose your mind, lose yourself

(You only care about fame and wealth)

Sellout, sellout, sellout!

Bullet in a gun

But in the end my time will come

Like a bullet in a gun

Blood, sweat, and tears to be the one

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