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Frustration leads to rage I've got a sling in my cage It's my way, it's my way Turn a gun on my head It's unbearable One bullet for the truth, good fellow ! It's my way, it's my friend I turn a gun on his head (1) Tonight Unbelievable Jesus knows That he will help me for this crime Unbelievable Jesus knows That I will sing you a song (2) Jesus had a goal Pieces of shit Peaches and gold But gold makes my blood boil To find and shoot my friend Jesus had a goal Maybe he cried For peaches and gold But gold makes my blood boil Letras de cancionesTo find and shoot my... But my daddy said One day he'll find me in a cell It's my way, it's my way Turn a gun on my head It's unbearable One bullet for the taste good fellow ! It's my way, it's my friend I turned a gun on his head (1) (2) Turning me on Turbulent whore In turmoil I can't remain Disquiet strange Peaches don't grow Try and find a better place ! My only friend The lonely man Jesus, help me for this crime And tell me Why, What is a friend for? Why What heâs afraid of? Why, Why I shot my friend? And I can't breath Everything, everything is done I cannot sleep But why, What is a friend for? Why I shot my friend? You've got to know And everything, everything Everything, everything Is gone. Entertainment takes a long time... From Letras Mania