Clare Maguire - Bullet Lyrics
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Bullet
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What Are The Lyrics For Bullet By Clare Maguire?
I was told loneliness was like spaces between the stars
Well, its empty between these starry eyes I was told a dead man was heavier than a broken heart, Am I dead now? My heart sure feels heavy And i try not to feel I try not to feel Its so hard to believe it I was told that time tip-toed by I can hear his footsteps running past me I was told i had a face with nothing to fear That's not the first thing that scared me And i try not to feel Oh I try not to feel Its so hard to believe it But in the end of it all. its true You shot this bullet through my bones You shot this bullet, Through my bones. You shot me down Down down ago You shot me down Down down ago I get up, take the phone from my hands The glass from my lips The pictures, from my finger-tips I stand up, walk round and round I don't hear no sound cause it's only the words That you last spoke to me And i try not feel it Oh i try not to feel it Its so hard to believe it But in the end of it all, it's true You shot this bullet through my bones You shot this bullet, through my bones You shot me down Down down ago You shot me down Down down ago You shot me down Down down ago You shot me down Down down ago |
Who Wrote Bullet By Clare Maguire?
Clare Rita Mary Maguire, Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith
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What's The Duration Of The Bullet By Clare Maguire?The duration of Bullet is 3:29 minutes and seconds. |
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