All of you, has shaped me into what I am
I'm carried out to be her man,
do you have a master plan? Oh, no.
Somewhere I, let all my defenses down.
Never thought to turn around.
And you did not make a sound.
Slowly turning red ,
Like a bullet through the chest,
Lay me down to rest.
It's a lovers final breath.
We found out, nothing comes without a cost.
Life is just a game we lost.
Do you have an afterthought? Oh, no.
Now you're gone, nothings ever felt so wrong
Moments seems to last so long.
And you had to feel so strong.
Slowley turning red,
Like a bullet through the chest
Lay me down to rest.
It's a lovers final breathe.
And when I die, I'll kiss your tender lips goodbye
Pray to God, he hears my cry.
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