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gunpowder breath

i knew that
you were'nt comin back
but i would wait
inspite of that fact
with the gunpowder on my breath and ink on my flesh
now i know that there is nobody left
and its all been such a fucking mess
but i am still alive
inspite of this life and all its lies
i am still alive
and i have got a
brand new 45

count the days untill you're gone
i've been alone with you
for so long
i was always there when u needed somethin to hold
now the tables turn and i have been
left here alone
count the days untill you're gone


hazy skylines
and tired dry eyes
summer rainstorms
and open sleep sores
twisted reasons
and pictures of me in
in your mind's eye yeh you're feeling flatlined
you're seein second sight
and i'm takin the first flight
fortunately i've got reasons unseen
these memories are jaded and these dreams are made of
bein so frozen in goin thru the motions
i'm so tired of bein so fuckin numb

but i am
still alive
inspite of this life
and all it's lies
i am still alive
and i have got a
brand new 45

count the days untill you're gone
i've been alone with you
for so long
what about all of those damn nights when you would call
me up all cryin in my ear on the phone
count the days untill you're gone
i've been alone with you
for so long
Written by johnrot
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