Bullet Wounds In My Heart of Golden Revenge Chapter 5 and 6
Bullet Wounds in My Heart of Golden Revenge Chapter 5
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – you’re in emotional debt and you groan
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Taste the venom…don’t spit me out like GUM
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Feel the words that move you in the negative zone…you’re a useless, dry bone
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Numbness prevails over me…brainwashed like SOME
You made me become this monster…Satan’s PUPpet
Bullet Wounds in my Heart of Golden Revenge…wretchedness…worthlessness – throwing a baby’s fit
Watch me as I bleed out crimson regret…
AND YOU WILL KNOW THAT I’M AWFULLY UPSET…REHEARSING AHH-ANXIETY
You crushed me with your bittersweet lines of poetry
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – you’re in emotional debt and you groan
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Taste the venom…don’t spit me out like GUM
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Feel the words that move you in the negative zone…you’re a useless, dry bone
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Numbness prevails over me…brainwashed like SOME
Bullet Wounds in My Heart of Golden Revenge Chapter 6
Driven insane…depression hitting on me to and fro
Due to your unexpected absence…oblivion swallows me whole
Smitten by your darksome lane…I want to see your halo glow
Watch me grow like a daffodil in the autumn time…Yet, my passion burns on like coal
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – you’re in emotional debt and you groan
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Taste the venom…don’t spit me out like GUM
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Feel the words that move you in the negative zone…you’re a useless, dry bone
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – Numbness prevails over me…brainwashed like SOME
Bite down on the bullet…bite the bullet – you’re in emotional debt and you groan
Taste the venom…don’t spit me out like GUM
Feel the words that move you in the negative zone…you’re a useless, dry bone
Numbness prevails over me…brainwashed like SOME
LEAVE ME A-ALONE….dread that chokes me so softly…I wish love could be mine…
Revenge in my heart, but I am fine On My Own. Cling not onto me…
Melt away my shame. Tame my wild spirits of triumphant pride and arrogance…mark me with your vermillion rose pedals…collapse unto my hand like raindrops from bitter clouds…I know, these words aren’t articulate and pure; however, I tried to remain sane – wah-what about you do the s-same?
Bullet Wounds in My Heart of Golden Revenge begin to bleed . . .
You shot me with death glares…tragedy in reverse purges away the greed
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2014
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