Lost, in a familar place, this channel will not change, this feelings all too
strange, it's like home in many ways
Got nothing left inside, on to the darker side, into the darkness we ride, on a
bullet named Christ
They srawm us all like flies, don't know what's wrong from right, there comes a
time to decide, I'll choose the darker side
Got nothing left inside, on to the darker side, into the darkness we ride, on a
bullet named...
Into the darkness we ride, on a bullet named christ, into the darkness we
ride...
Got nothing left inside, on to the darker side, into the darkness we ride, on a
bullet named christ...
On a bullet named christ
On a bullet named christ
On a bullet named christ
On a bullet named christ
On a bullet named...
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