THE ROPE OR THE GUN
Maybe I'll keep my kids
Maybe I'll lose my heart
One thing I'm sure of
I never wanted to live like that
One part of my brain
Thinks everything's wrong
The other doesn't move and wait
I'd really want to be allright
But where...Are the lights
Where to find the fresh air
The rope or the gun
Yes.... The rope or the gun
I don't want to complain
I want to be conscious
Am I still sick?
To see my family, my friends tired
Feeling my body hard as a rock
What can I do?
Where can I go?
If you exist, help me!
But where...Are the lights
Where to find the fresh air
The rope or the gun
Yes.... The rope or the gun
Just like the song «Am I evil»
«Yes I am»... Maybe I am
Some people say the life is
Some moments sometimes seem long
The road and its crossroads
Must I take a left, or a right?
I made the wrong choices
I'll walk the line
But where...Are the lights
Where to find the fresh air
The rope or the gun
Yes.... The rope or the gun
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