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I've got the feeling that it's up for grabsThe grief of this life is so meaninglessI hate to see my own apathyBut I'm not sure I can see its beautyIt's time to get down and tame youIt's time to get down and scrape youYour bulletsFrom your gunJust get shot backYour bulletsFrom your gunJust get shot backI never thought I'd be so hurt and usedI guess I own it all but I'm still bruisedI wait to see if anyone will noticeI hate to say it but they just don't show itIt's time to get down and tame youIt's time to get down and scrape youYour bulletsFrom your gunJust get shot backYour bulletsFrom your gunJust get shot back From Letras Mania