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Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet, oh yeah Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet, oh yeah Get on the love train. Let's get on
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Song Bullet - Infinite Mass. Load up your bullet, shoot me through the head. You ask from where you standing, you must think I'm dead. Load up your bullet, shoot me through the head. You ask from
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Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet oh yeah. . Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet. Gonna ride the bullet oh yeah. . Get on the love train. Let's get
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to fear. That's not the first thing to scare me And I try not to feel it. Yeah, I try not to feel it. It's so hard to believe it But at the end of it all it's true. You shot this bullet through my
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This time the bullet cold rocked ya, yeah. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin' proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set command ya Said it was blue when ya blood was
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pills didn't work again. I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm. Gone, gone, gone, gone. (Charlie Scene). Gone too far yea I'm gone again. It's gone on too long tell you how it ends. I'm sitting on the edge
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pills didn't work again. I'll put a bullet in my head. And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone Gone too far, yeah I'm gone again. It's gone on too long, tell you how it ends. I'm sitting on the edge with my
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Song Bullet - Chelsea Lankes. Chelsea. You came up to me persistent as can be. “You’re done,” they say a hundred times. I could never tell. Had me under your spell. I fell for all your stupid lines
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you stand out But you're pushing me down. 'Cause it makes you feel proud. And you, you take the soul from me That's me, I wanna be. The bullet in your hand, you're weak. That's me, I wanna be. The
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?. We'll shoot you down for a difference. Of opinion, why? Why? Why? Cheap the bullet, easy the gun. Sons and daughters, lost and gone. Cheap the bullet, easy the gun. No talk, no thought, just shoot and
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think twice. Yeah. Well why do you think they call me Jessie James? So much trouble. You better stay away!. *** your hat. Better get gone. But if you stay. You've been warned!. . I'm a bullet n
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believe. Past that line you just can't tell. But right now. There's someone lookin' out for me. I came out of the darkness. With a bullet in my hand. I got one more shot at livin'. I'm lucky that I
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This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
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This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
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This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
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This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
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This time the bullet cold rocked ya. A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika. Nothin proper about ya propaganda. Fools follow rules when the set commands ya. Said it was blue. When ya blood was
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what you've done here. Is put yourself between a bullet and a target. And it won't be long before. You're pulling yourself away. What you've done here. Is put yourself between a bullet and a target. And
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I'm eighteen with a bullet. Got my finger on the trigger, I'm gonna pull it. I'm picked to click now. I'm a son-of-a-gun. . So hold it right there little girl, little girl. We're gonna have big
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I'm eighteen with a bullet. Got my finger on the trigger, I'm gonna pull it. I'm picked to click now. I'm a son-of-a-gun. . So hold it right there little girl, little girl. We're gonna have big
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Title Riot. Artist Bullet For My Valentine. Album Temper Temper (Deluxe Version). www. NhacCuaTui. com. Are you ready it抯 time for war. Break down these f*cking doors. Smash the windows, tear
