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Fifteen odd rounds in the back of your skullI've been downing despair and I'm finally full.You cast but a shadowy doubt on the truthI am calling the shots now, and this thing is through.A bittersweet balance, it runs through my bones;I believe it means something, what it is I don't know.I'm a cynical man who knows nothing comes freelet us both take a step towards the middle, and somewhere we'll meet.All I've said and doneit ain't fooling anyone,You can't hide intentions.Patience is precious,sincerity's sweet.If a vice is a lockthen a virtue's the key.With a gun in your hand and the sun in your eyesyou can run from your sorrows - but why?All I've said and doneit ain't fooling anyone,You can't hide intentions.See these days, we may,in glowing shades of graybut right in the moment, it is okay. From Letras Mania