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Sangtekst: Mary Has A Gun. PM. Left For Dead.


I've just fell asleep,
In the middle of the day.
My words are gone,
But the feelings are ok.

I've just feel in hate with the best accident ever,
Keep it as a secret, you've pull from my mouth.
Hey do you think I'm fine ?

(Pala pala pala) My bones are broken
(Pala pala pala) Fix me before the end.

Now you're gone, giving up on myself,
I'm not a ghost, I'm the one left for dead.
(dead inside your eyes)
But for the first time I can breathe,
For the first time I see clear.
Now you're gone, giving up on myself.

Well, this is all I have,
This floor will be my bed tonight.
I tried to hold you so tight, but my...

(Pala pala pala) My bones are broken
(Pala pala pala) Over and over again
(Pala pala pala) Fix me before the end.

Now you're gone, giving up on myself,
I'm not a ghost, I'm the one left for dead.
(dead inside your eyes)
But for the first time I can breathe,
For the first time I see clear.
Now you're gone, giving up on myself.

Losing the fight isn't just about,
How hard you hit but how many punches you can take.
Winning the fight isn't just about
How hard you hit but how many punches you can take.

Now you're gone, giving up on myself,
I'm not a ghost, I'm the one left for dead.
(dead inside your eyes)
But for the first time I can breathe,
Now you're gone, giving up on myself,
(I'm not a ghost) I'm the one left for dead
(dead inside your eyes)

But for the first time I can breathe,
And for the last time, you've blinded me,
Now you're gone, giving up on myself.
Now you're gone, giving up on myself.
Mary Has A Gun