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I’ve got the feeling that it’s up for grabs

The grief of this life is so meaningless

I hate to see my own apathy

But I’m not sure I can see its beauty

It’s time to get down and tame you

It’s time to get down and scrape you

Your bullets

From your gun

Just get shot back

Your bullets

From your gun

Just get shot back

I never thought I’d be so hurt and used

I guess I own it all but I’m still bruised

I wait to see if anyone will notice

I hate to say it but they just don’t show it

It’s time to get down and tame you

It’s time to get down and scrape you

Your bullets

From your gun

Just get shot back

Your bullets

From your gun

Just get shot back