Michael McGuire Brand New Bullet
BRAND NEW BULLET
my guiding light warms the steel of my faith,the whore of truth gona
prove the virtue of my hate,you don't need an excuse when your about to
choke on the reason,i told manny i was gona bark a riot maybe i was just
tease'en,i'm gona wear my soul like a skin over the animal
underneath,that way i'll feel more like an angel as i walk this devels
beat,born with my finger on the trigger all that's left to do is pull it,i'm as
confidant as a brand new bullet traces of the apple find color in the red of
her lips,yesterdays house fire and tomorrows fire sale with her off the
deep end trips,she's working her way into my fist via my sense of
pride,when i wake her from these dreams of a better life she'll be wishing
she had died,i'm paying the price of a layaway life at the cost of my
sanity,and the debt just grows and the ratio is the value of her vanity,born
with my finger on the trigger how much strength will it take to pull it,i'm
as curious as a brand new bullet maybe i need forgiveness but not the
spiritual kind,cause i've been looking for something special and guilty of
taking what ever i find,maybe i'll take her to the alter let the recoil breed
a sacrifice,and then lay my fury down with the bride and bones of
night,but i guess i should rob a bank and then take her to heavens
tower,and have generic deities wait on us like we were the saints of
power,born with my finger on the trigger but i've got to take aim before i
pull it,i'm as capricious as a brand new bullet.
