If It Ain't Johnny Cash It Ain't Country - Chapter 1 - Inhaling the Breath of a Bullet

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I am a voice for the broken hearted
 I curse the day that this all started
 I am a voice for those crushed of will
 I wish for a day when blood will spill
 The lies you spat flood my veins
 Rippling beneath my skin
 I must cut these trembling wrists
 And cleanse myself of such sin
 Look into my eyes
 What do you see?
 A broken man with a heart so decieved
 I bleed, yet I breathe anew

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