Bite the Bullet

by Charlene   Mar 14, 2007


Open wide, swallow hard
Hurry up and help decide
Will this be your suicide
The tragic tale of how you died?

Pull the trigger, clench your jaw
Take no time to see the score

Coming fast, burning sliver
Memories rush in from the past
Courageous stance here at last

Entangled in your mistake
The chance to face
The taunting risks that you make

Pray for hope, swing your head
Cut the rope, taste the lead
Stand up straight, take a breath
This is fate, you just missed death.

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