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5. John Doe (Lyrics)
John Doe
Written by: S. W.
© Copyright 2009, All Rights Received. Use Permission
You think about death, all night long.
And with every breath, self-esteem sings a song.
Sometimes you find an exit, an open door.
Sometimes you quit, and scream what for...
Chorus:
Shot gun, life's no fun.
Hand-full of pills, and unpaid bills.
Shot gun, there's nowhere to run,
There's nowhere to go, for this john doe...
I know the words, are never said.
To your face, in the night.
Either, every one's mislead.
Or they've just, lost their sight.
Your face is, never felt.
So you don't, now how to love.
Brought up by, the shut up belt.
It fits you, like a glove...
(Bridge:)
You where, never hugged.
So contact, is something new.
When asked you shrug, and say why do you.
You don't need, a reason to die.
There are too many, to give.
Striving without love, you need, a reason to live...
Written by: S. W.
© Copyright 2009, All Rights Received. Use Permission
You think about death, all night long.
And with every breath, self-esteem sings a song.
Sometimes you find an exit, an open door.
Sometimes you quit, and scream what for...
Chorus:
Shot gun, life's no fun.
Hand-full of pills, and unpaid bills.
Shot gun, there's nowhere to run,
There's nowhere to go, for this john doe...
I know the words, are never said.
To your face, in the night.
Either, every one's mislead.
Or they've just, lost their sight.
Your face is, never felt.
So you don't, now how to love.
Brought up by, the shut up belt.
It fits you, like a glove...
(Bridge:)
You where, never hugged.
So contact, is something new.
When asked you shrug, and say why do you.
You don't need, a reason to die.
There are too many, to give.
Striving without love, you need, a reason to live...
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