Once I had my heros,
Once I had my dreams.
But all of that has changed now,
The truth is not that comfortable, no.
The truth begins again. Mother taught us patients,
The virtues of restraint.
Father taught us boundries,
Of knowledgeI'm trying to protect my unity.
That's when I reach for my revolver. The spirit passes by this way.
That's when I reach for my revolver.
That's when it all gets blown away.
A friend of mine once told me, To build a giant castle,
His one and only aim.
And in it sign his name.
Sign it with complete community.
That's when I reach for my revolver. Her spirit passes by this way.
That's when it all gets blown away.
That's when I reach for my revolver. Now that the sky is empty,
And that is nothing new.
Instead they look upon us when they tell me,
That we're nothing. That's when I reach for my revolver.
That's when it all gets blown away.
A spirit passes by this way.
That's when I reach for my revolver. That's when I reach for my revolver.
That's when it all gets blown away.
That's when I reach for my revolver.
The spirit passes by this way.
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