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Lyrics
THE END GAME
© words and music by C. Stewart ( Feb. 12, 2015 )
Let me introduce the villain
Rugged as the gates of Dylan
One day he'll paint your
streets red
There's a fine line inside his mind
Between the bacon and the rind
The lunatic needs to be fed
CHORUS.....
Don't know what to call it
Hard to give it all a name
I just call it the end game
A bag of bullets, life of crime
The villians teeth begin to grind
When the sky is black, you'll be dead
When veins explode the blood will flow
Six feet under's where you'll go
Everybody's body's full of lead
CHORUS.....
Don't know what to call it
Hard to give it all a name
I just call it the end game
CHORUS.....
Don't know what to call it
Hard to give it all a name
I just call it the end game
