it wasint that hard to explain
the things i felt and my true pain
dirty and solid
nearly surounded
tempiture droping
and all is won
moveing a piece can change a lead
riding awayn on a gentle breeze
the questions we asked
made the walls bleed
the ansew in the song
written on the trigger
followed by a chain.
the last sentence hanging in the air...
and pull the trigger.
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