Injected -

Bullet Lyrics

by Injected



Youre coming home to an empty space inside of you,
Theres no other place.
Youre wondering hard what youre here for,
But every night you still walk out that door.

Youre just a screwed up kid,
Who doesnt know who he is
Fights the words in his head,
Screams hes better off dead.
Met a punk with a dis
Wants a fight and now youre pissed
Its already too late
Sawed off your hate

What did you sell your soul for?
Was it a gun and a bullet and a chance at revenge?
You got props from your boys on the block,
A cross to bear that never ends
What did you sink so low for?
Was it the time and the space and the spit in your face?
Props from the cops and the court
A sin you cant erase

He caught you looking his way
Hands in the air - what the helld ya say?
I know something sad but true
That motherfucker was as scared as you.

Youre just a screwed up kid,
Who doesnt know who he is
Fights the words in his head,
Screams hes better off dead.
Met a punk like you
What the fuck you gonna do?
Point the piece at his eyes
You never realized

Sell it with a pistol in the sack.
They push you so hard, gonna push right back.
Sell it and dont put up a fight
Your life has just started but it all ends tonight.


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