another fire
another platform hanging from a wire
another cause
another saint
another big man playing in the paint
i can't believe
he isn't dead
for this i took a bullet in the head
another drug
another drink
another big man claiming he's the king
another jewel
upon the throne
a trick or treater hanging from a stone
i can't believe
he isn't dead
for this i took a bullet in the head
sweet smell of success
you're the final clue
no use wanting
shout for me, i'll shout for you
you are a drug
for all the pain
that flows through the city like a train
you are the cause
and not the cure
it is the saddest thing i ever heard
and we'll never rest
until you're dead
for this i'll take another bullet
a bullet in the head....
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