I once had a pretty nice place with the kind of space
To host some friends
But things changed
And so did i
I looked behind my eyes and took a long weekend
I know the streetlight shining through my window every night i’ve named the roses on the wall
I dream a silver bullet
The trigger, i pull it
The chamber is empty
My ma has a P.H.D
My dad a Law degree
From very nice schools
Well me, I prefer the flowers to those kinds of hours
And all them rules
I know the streetlight shining through my window every night i’ve named the roses on the wall
I dream a silver bullet
The trigger, i pull it
The chamber is empty
Hold my hand and their mystery scars
I left my car back in Illinois
Tell me all about the neighborhood ghosts, the ones you love the most
The old cowboys
I know the streetlight shining through my window every night i’ve named the roses on the wall
I dream a silver bullet
The trigger, i pull it
The chamber is empty
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Jacksonport Lyrics – Silver Bullet