look out the window with dreamy eyes. catching a vision of what once was. in the end we will see the outcome of fates. in the end we will see. till we can dream again.
there's a cowboy who loves his guns. he is shooting bullets in my name. i'm an asshole like he's and asshole. we share the same name. i want to part of it. yet i have no choice. when i say not in my name it doesn't matter anyway. there's an asshole with a gun and he is shooting bullets in my name. i might as well be holding the gun
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