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