Lastnight a bullet saved my life
Lastnight a bullet saved my life.
With this bullet came tha truth of tha hard tymes and strife.
This very truth help set me free.
With this truth I found out who really was me.
In tha end I found out that I was a warrior.
Funny tho how I would call this bullet my savior.
But this bullet didn't only save my life,but it also saved my soul.
Without this bullet my life wouldn't be one,it just wouldn't be whole.
This gun had a shape like no other.
It's frame short and stock,and it wears a black cover.
It's trigger a very unique mechanism.
One touch from your hand could cause it to have an organism.
All around me men dressed in white.
How my whole life changed in that one night.
This gun is all wet and dripping in red.
I can't believe my eyes as I look upon tha bed.
I reach out my hand to help her.
Cuz this particular gun gave me a daughter.
So this gun turned out to be a lovin wife.
And my daughther turned out to be the bullet that saved my life.
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