Bullet

Bullet

Shot in
the back

A big
bullet

You don’t
look back

It was
just fate

Back home
the wound
sore

Makes you
cry like
a baby

A few
days pass
by

The bullet
rolls up

In your
chain

You make
way to
the future

All forgotten
the mills
rollin

Bread n
butter home

It is
all business

The extra
dye in
the wool

Makes a
far away
man cry

What goes,
comes around

The Magic
of Bullet

Caution: This might be all theory

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