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Hollywood Undead - Bullet (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Griffin Boice
Griffin Boice
Programming
Charlie Scene
Charlie Scene
Vocals
Daniel Murillo
Daniel Murillo
Lead Vocals
Daren Pfeifer
Daren Pfeifer
Drums
J-Dog
J-Dog
Keyboards
Matt Mayes
Matt Mayes
Vocals
Petra Christensen
Petra Christensen
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Griffin Boice
Griffin Boice
Songwriter
Daniel Murillo
Daniel Murillo
Songwriter
Dylan Alvarez
Dylan Alvarez
Songwriter
George Ragan
George Ragan
Songwriter
Jordon Terrell
Jordon Terrell
Songwriter
Jorel Decker
Jorel Decker
Songwriter
Matthew Busek
Matthew Busek
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Griffin Boice
Griffin Boice
Producer
Ken Dudley
Ken Dudley
Engineer
Sean Curiel
Sean Curiel
Drum Technician

Lyrics

My legs are dangling off the edge The bottom of the bottle is my only friend I think I'll slit my wrist again, and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again I'll put a bullet in my head, and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone Gone too far, yeah, I'm gone again It's gone on too long, tell you how it ends I'm sitting on the edge with my two best friends One's a bottle of pills, and one's a bottle of gin I'm 20 stories up, yeah, up at the top I polished off this bottle, now it's pushing me off Asphalt to me has never looked so soft I bet my momma found my letter, now she's calling the cops I gotta take this opportunity before I miss it 'Cause now I hear the sirens and they're off in the distance Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent 'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred than my wrist is I've been trying too long with too dull of a knife But tonight, I made sure that I sharpened it twice I never bought a suit before in my life But when you go to meet God, you know, you wanna look nice So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow My legs are dangling off the edge The bottom of the bottle is my only friend I think I'll slit my wrist again, and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again I'll put a bullet in my head, and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone We hit the sky, there goes the light No more sun, why's it always night? When you can't sleep, well, you can't dream When you can't dream, well, what's life mean? We feel a little pity, but don't empathize The old are getting older, watch a young man die A mother and a son and someone you know Smile at each other and realize you don't You don't know what happened to that kid you raised Or what happened to the father who swore he'd stay I didn't know 'cause you didn't say Now mama feels guilt, yeah, mama feels pain When you were young, you never thought you'd die Found that you could, but too scared to try Looked in the mirror and you said goodbye Climbed to the roof to see if you could fly So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow My legs are dangling off the edge The bottom of the bottle is my only friend I think I'll slit my wrist again, and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again I'll put a bullet in my head, and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone I wish that I could fly Way up in the sky Like a bird so high Oh, I might just try I wish that I could fly Way up in the sky Like a bird so high Oh, I might just try Oh, I might just try
Writer(s): Jorel Decker, George Arthur Ragan, Jordon Kristopher Terrell, Dylan Peter Alvarez, Matthew Busek, Daniel Murillo, Griffin Boice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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