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Sep 2017
You've handed me a loaded gun
You told me to run

You told me to never speak
Of the monster freaks

You told me everything was going to be all right
That you were going to hold on to me so tight

But listen here
The monsters you fear

Aren't so far away
In fact I say

Let me show you
Who they're really attached to

Inside of me
They are begging to let them free

And so you scream
And I end this frightening dream

One shot
Two shot
Three
Let me show you what they've done to me

Demons do not die
So I sit here trying not to cry

You've handed me a loaded gun
And now it's your turn to run

One shot
Two shot
Three
Let me show you what you've done to me

Instead of hurting you
I pull the trigger
One shot
two
The demons bled
Now I am finally dead
Well
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