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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