April 4th, 2009

by Marty Casey

Disintegrate the pearly gates, I need to see you
I’m coming through.
Decide my fate on a later date.
Nothing’s gonna stop me from saving you.
Bullet holes in my soul.
I’m here getting wasted
Bullet holes in my soul
Maybe we could make it. Well I don’t know.
I don’t know.
Why does he have the strength to devastate and murder the beauty he creates.
I’m gonna bring you back if it’s the last thing I ever do.
I’m gonna bring you back to me I swear to God, I swear to god.
I swear.
Bullet holes in my soul.
I’m here getting wasted… wasted… wasted.
Bullet holes in my soul.
Maybe we can make it, well I don’t know.
Now we’re taking over
I wanna to die for you.
Now we’re taking over
Now we’re taking over
Now we’re taking over.
I wanna die for you.

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