This Old Man

I have sinned the lies that i have to now leave forsaken, contradicting causing my life to fade, that slow bullet that made that man lay, burning down into ashes, i will be dead soon from all these failing crashes, i will take that blame that is going to enter my heart, that way i will never be in the criminals of art, i re great what i have done, now i will be chosen as the one, so i lay there on the floor, they ended up finding me laying on the floor, A guy with a bullet in his chest, that man that killed me, has put me to the test, so my sins in life were a dreadful mess, now im dead that is what that man did best