You put the fear of a gun in my head
The tides rolled in and pulled my hope away with them
My will be done, my will be done
I know that bullet is meant for me
I will not break
My words are meaningless
I'm staring death in the face
I'm staring death down
Bury me
I know that bullet is meant for me
I pray with this gun, my soul you'd take
Embrace all mistakes I've made
I knew I could count on you to abandon me
You put the fear in me
Strike true
You put the fear in me
All of these mistakes I've made
Speaking out and standing alone away from the crowd Give me one good reason why this matters
You put that gun against my head
You made me pray for it
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You put the fear of a gun in my head
The tides rolled in and pulled my hope away with them
My will be done, my will be done
I know that bullet is meant for me
I will not break
My words are meaningless
I'm staring death in the face
I'm staring death down
Bury me
I know that bullet is meant for me
I pray with this gun, my soul you'd take
Embrace all mistakes I've made
I knew I could count on you to abandon me
You put the fear in me
Strike true
You put the fear in me
All of these mistakes I've made
Speaking out and standing alone away from the crowd Give me one good reason why this matters
You put that gun against my head
You made me pray for it
The tides rolled in and pulled my hope away with them
My will be done, my will be done
I know that bullet is meant for me
I will not break
My words are meaningless
I'm staring death in the face
I'm staring death down
Bury me
I know that bullet is meant for me
I pray with this gun, my soul you'd take
Embrace all mistakes I've made
I knew I could count on you to abandon me
You put the fear in me
Strike true
You put the fear in me
All of these mistakes I've made
Speaking out and standing alone away from the crowd Give me one good reason why this matters
You put that gun against my head
You made me pray for it
Writer: The Grave Aesthetic
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