500 Days--One Day From The Edge

Song lyrics form the metal band in my head

Wicked calendar spins out of control

I'm just a prisoner let out on parole

Enemy inside facing a firing squad

Paying his penance to a vengeful god

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Tell me all the bad things I've done

Scattershot preacher with a both barrels gun

Count to ten and another day gone,

Bad moon rising gives way to the dawn

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Turn around and the months turn to years

The shadows hide monsters that feed on your fears

One day from the edge of nothing in black

Perpetual and hollow and there's no coming back

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Memories of times, of places and faces

Haunting guilt puts you through your paces

Tell me all the bad things I've done

Scattershot preacher with a both-barrels gun

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