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the blade, the bullet, the pill
A gunshot rips through the night,
It looks like he’s lost the fight,
The only thing he ever wondered:
What does it feel like to die?
You’ll find out soon enough, kid
You’ll find out soon enough
Staring death in the eyes,
Wipe the tears from your face,
Will it help to say goodbye?
I’m sorry for this,
I’m sorry for that,
Will it even matter when it’s over?
Let your voice be heard
Through the blade, the bullet, the pill
Before she makes the cut
She’ll wonder what it feels like
For her life to slip away
Her soul weak and torn,
Can it be reborn?
Those eyes read like a book
Without an ending
Pen touches paper,
But her hand won’t move
Let your voice be heard
Through the blade, the bullet, the pill
He swallows it down,
Pride, pain and power
Does it feel good as it boils in your stomach?
The pain erased from the inside out
The scream muted by sorrow
Let your voice be heard
Through the blade, the bullet, the pill
They don't know, what it’s like
To live but not be alive
Your soul screaming so loud it hurts
Keep it all to yourself
Push everyone away
And let your voice be heard
In the life you take and the hearts you’ll break
Through the blade, the bullet, the pill
