It was just a sunrise and a sunset

talk about emotional contradictions
tisk tisk tisk went the enemies on either side
did something good but can't fix the system
need an elixer
a couple of shots
straight to the head and then to the bed

put the pictures in a box but that doesn't do justice
threw the shirt in the hamper but still i can smell
enemies of the sides rejoice and each strike and fall
while we try our best to smile
leaders of an army without pride
shot gun joys and roulete ploys

memories were piled up to be burnt
like a witches doing at the stake
and my insecurity is showing
but my friends make a blanket
we both know blankets stretch so far, then we're left alone

excommunication to the heart
when the church tells me it cannot be alright
so when the vampire comes out at night
and gives me love for my pain
i know i should turn away
but i yearn for the bite to take from the fight

pyscotic how i can't say goodbye
just a mediocratie in desperate need
sure some day i'll look back and cry
when the time is gone and i'm alone
but i'll pick myself up and clean the dust
after all, it only takes one shot to heaven, and two shots to hell

so when i'm playing roulete i can leave alone
or set you free, forever away from me