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Song title:
Letter Kills - Shot To The Chest
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Well, here comes a test A fight until death, A song without a rest, But I cant complain, Its what I asked for. So Ill ask for your hand, Cause its a long road ahead, And I feel so alone. And I hope this takes care of broken words. Im broken down you know, I hope this makes you proud, Write this down, Its better than the rest, to see you smile. Hey! Whoa! I hope this makes you proud. Hey! Whoa! I hope this makes you proud. And here comes a test, Its shooting for my head. Along with all the rest. I cant compete with what I ask for, So I ask for your hand, Cause its a long road ahead, And I feel so alone. And I hope this takes care of broken words. Im broken down you know, I hope this makes you proud, Write this down, Its better than the rest, to see you smile. Hey! Whoa! I hope this makes you proud. Hey! Whoa! I hope this makes you proud. If you fall asleep, fall asleep in the back room. Hey! Whoa! I hope this makes you proud. Hey! Whoa! I hope this makes you proud. Hey! Whoa! I hope this makes you proud.
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