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Dec 2013
I stand there alone
wondering if things are ever going to change
I stand there like a statue made of stone
I wait and I wait till your in range
I see you, stood still in thought
You walk near to me, but yet your still to far
I stand there alone
I see you getting into a car
I stand there like a statue made of stone
You think you know me
Truth is you didn't know me
from start to finish.
You see me
basking in my own invulnerability
a taste of blood is what I ask for
I see you coming towards me
I pull out a piece of metal from my pocket
I got on one knee
and I kneel there alone
I kneel there like a statue made of stone.
I see you gasp
you put your hand upon your heart
I take that piece of metal and pull the trigger.
Bam!
Now you know me from finish to start
I stand there alone
for I am a man
I stand there like a statue made of stone
Then I turned and ran
for now you know me as The Hitman!
Brandon Cook
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Brandon Cook
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