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Falling Out - "Anatomy Of A Gun"
Lyrics to Anatomy Of A Gun : Five sips of acid to wash down all Four Memories of us three what used to be Before the two of us fought over one of you Theres nothing left to me Theres nothing left to say Its like the broken heart you gave to me But threw it all away Was I just another way for you to get back at him For everything he did to you, but Im the one it kills With the bullet in the gun barrel pointed at my skull Spin the cylinder three times then make sure the hammers cocked If it is, pull the trigger in slow motion If it pierces though my skull then it wasnt meant to be, But it nothing else goes wrong then please wont you see' Maybe Im the one maybe youre in love with me. Bleed my veins to your dress, bleed them quickly from my chest. Place your mark on me put it where they all can see The bloody lips from my last kiss, the misery that came from me And this disease, please dont rescue me. Lie dead for you youre better off alone, Russian roulette, cost my brains to your head As blood races down your face Reflections of your style, pretty smile decorate the bullet aimed at me... Put one bullet in the chamber spin the cylinder three times Then make sure the hammers cocked, if it is, pull the trigger If it pierces through my skull then it wasnt meant to be But if nothing else goes wrong then please wont you see' Lie dead for you youre better off alone, Russian roulette, cost my brains to your head As blood races down your face Reflections of your style, pretty smile decorate the bullet aimed at me... Aim the barrel toward my face, pull the trigger into place Send me straight down to the ground and hide me so that Im not found Dismember my body and the anatomy of your gun... Lie dead for you youre better off alone, Russian roulette, cost my brains to your head As blood races down your face Reflections of your style, pretty smile decorate the bullet aimed at me [ Anatomy Of A Gun Lyrics ]
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