Song Bullet - InfiniteMass. 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
Infinite, in infinite power. Infinite, in infinite power. Infinite, in infinite power (power, power, power). (Infinite power. ). Infinite, in infinite power. Infinite, in infinite power. Infinite, in
Linda, Linda, I wish you were mine When I go to sleep I never count sheep. I count all the charms about Linda. And lately it seems in all of my dreams. I walk with my arms about Linda But what
back now We ride a dying star. Across a burning sea. We're like a supernova now. The fire is burning in me. Mass hysteria, mass hysteria Giving up. I won't stop fighting. Bring it on, it wont phase
