Shot To The Chest


Well, here comes a test,
A fight until death,
A song without a rest
But I can't complain,
It's what I asked for

I'll ask for your hand,
Cause it's a long road ahead,
And I feel so alone

And I hope this takes care of broken words
I'm broken down you know,
I hope this makes you proud,
Write this down,
It's better than the rest, to see you smile
Hey! Whoa!
Hope this makes you proud
Hey! Whoa!
Hope this makes you proud

And here comes a test,
It's shooting for my head
Along with all the rest
I can't compete with what I ask for,
I ask for your hand,
'Cause it's a long road ahead,
And I feel so alone

And I hope this takes care of broken words
I'm broken down you know,
I hope this makes you proud,
Write this down,
It's better than the rest, to see you smile
Hey! Whoa!
Hope this makes you proud
Hey! Whoa!
Hope this makes you proud

If you fall asleep, fall asleep in the back room
(Fall asleep, asleep in the back room)
If you fall asleep

Hey! Whoa!
I hope this makes you proud
Hey! Whoa!
I hope this makes you proud
Hey! Whoa!
I hope this makes you proud







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