A Bullet For Pretty Boy

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We are at the end of the rope

With nowhere to run

We can blame it on ourselves x2

We are the blind x2

Scriptures have revealed the facts

Satan has a hold of us



We found a reason to believe

grasp this truth

behold the truth

we sit and wait for the worst to come

we have to claim what's ours

what's ours

what's ours



Rebuke the wicked

and break these chains

nothing can hold us down

appalled by the truth

what's a lie x2



We sit and wait for the worst to come

we have to claim what is ours

Open your heart

my words won't be hollow



My words won't be hollow x4