Bullets

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Come touch me like 
Im an ordinary man, 
have a look in my eyes,
Underneath my skin 
there is violence, 
got a gun in its hand,

Ready to make 
sense of anyone anything.
Black holes living 
in the side of your face,
Razor wire spinning around 
your blistering sky, 
blistering sky,

Bullets are the beauty 
of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty 
and I dont know why,
Bullets are the beauty 
of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty 
and I dont know why.

Personal responsibility,
Personal response insanity.
Confine me let me be 
the lesser of a beautiful man,
Without the blood on his hands,
Come and make me 
a martyr come and break my feeling,

With your violence 
with the gun to my head,
Ready to take out anyone anywhere.
Black holes living 
in the side of your face,
Razor wire spinning 
around your heart,

Blistering sky blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty 
of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty 
and I dont know why,
Bullets are the beauty 
of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty 
and I dont know why.

Personal responsibility,
Personal response insanity.