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We march again through this world,
I've never known the ins and outs of all this nonsense.
It's about to fall upon itself.
Can't find a friend when you're sure you're never wrong.
Pretend again the consequences mend the end your heart is feeling
I know it's ok to be alone,
I know it's ok.
Bull's-eye from a hipshot,
you're running out of close calls.
And in their stead a bullet hole.
Head down, tuck your tail and run out of the party.
In your stead a wandering ghost.
Can't hide your sin from your soul;
you're compromised.
You're quick to quit and count your winnings.
Not fit to spit to douse your burning ***.
You can't defend when your heart knows otherwise.
You shout and scream and cite your logic,
Live and breathe and die for what is not.
I know it's ok to be alone,
I know it's ok.
Bull's-eye from a hipshot,
you're running out of close calls.
And in their stead a bullet hole.
Head down, tuck your tail and run out of the party.
In your stead a wandering ghost.
Bull's-eye from a hipshot,
you're running out of close calls.
And in their stead a bullet hole.
Head down, tuck your tail and run out of the party.
In your stead a wandering ghost.