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Bullets in a Briefcase

Bullets in a Briefcase Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Bullets in a Briefcase By Matthew Good?
Little fish, boat's too full, down you go
Breathing in salt and fuel, tiny gulps Statistically it's commonplace, you're not alone So end like this instead of shot back at home The world is a strange place Quiet like bullets in a briefcase Why do I feel like I'm in the wrong place? Quiet like bullets in a briefcase Quiet like bullets in a briefcase Little man, Northern France, winter's cold 800 hours, 4,000 miles, feet alone No one I know would even dare it, let alone Shanty town bleeding out in the shadows The world is a strange place Quiet like bullets in a briefcase Why do I feel like I'm in the wrong place? Quiet like bullets in a briefcase Quiet like bullets in a briefcase |
Who Wrote Bullets in a Briefcase By Matthew Good?
Matthew Fredrick Robert Good, Warne Livesey
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What's The Duration Of The Bullets in a Briefcase By Matthew Good?The duration of Bullets in a Briefcase is 6:23 minutes and seconds. |
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