Dec 22, 2004 21:55
It doesn't matter how many assassins there are.
It doesn't matter how many shots are fired
There's only one bullet that will stay its path
One bullet that will make its target
Its the one from your gun
And its aimed right at my heart.
-random crap written by me. it kinda sucks. oh well.
I went and saw my grandmother today. My mom says her eyes change when I sing. I swear to God, there's no person on the planet who could give me that but her. Not one. It still breaks my heart.