Shoot Me, I Won\'t Cry.

by xLongxXxLostx   Sep 6, 2006


Paralysis stikes my body, unable to breathe or see.
Not fully awake, but not asleep, This person isn\'t me.
Searing pain surges through my chest, heart unable to beat.
Pain pulses, pulses through my body, and turns itself to heat.

Paralysis stikes my body, unable to breathe or see.
Not fully awake, but not asleep, This person isn\'t me.

Warm liquid fill my lungs, Im drowing, drowning in the pain.
Beads of sweat appear on my forehead, like teardrops of the rain.
Cannot inhale, inhale the sweet air I need to live
\"try again, try again\" the voices say, but this I cannot give

Cannot inhale, inhale the sweet air I need to live
\"try again, try again\" the voices say, but this I cannot give

That metallic sting fills my mouth, blood, blood of my own.
Bitter rustic memories rush back to me and this sin could not atone.
I\'m sorry, I\'m sorry, my mind cannot perceive.
myself, myself, I have changed, I just want you to believe...believe.

I\'m sorry, I\'m sorry, my mind cannot perceive.
myself, myself, I have changed, I just want you to believe...believe.

I still stand up, stand up, and fight, fight some more.
I will never again submit, submit, like I did before.
Stubborn as hell, you call me, call me, and I will stand to that name
To me, this is my life, and not just a game, just a game.

I still stand up, stand up, and fight, fight some more.
I will never again submit, submit, like I did before.

Paralysis stikes my body, unable to breathe or see.
Not fully awake, but not asleep, This person isn\'t me.
Cannot inhale, inhale the sweet air I need to live
\"try again, try again\" the voices say, but this I cannot give

I\'m sorry, I\'m sorry, my mind cannot perceive.
myself, myself, I have changed, I just want you to believe...believe.
I still stand up, stand up, and fight, fight some more.
I will never again submit, submit, like I did before.

Shooting, shooting, just 1 shot left.
This is life, love, hope, you leave me bereft.
How many rounds before my life runs dry, runs dry?
This pain is nothing, nothing to me, because I still won\'t cry...won\'t cry.

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