Seven Bullets - Moudy Al Arabe

I'm too tired to worry Oh, 'bout the way it was I'm just trying to love you So I don't have to clean it up Oh, don't let your blood run cold Don't let your heart be stoned Don't be the bitter one Oh, some things can't be undone Some bullets that you chose Can't go back in the gun You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone I ain't made to carry All this weight on my own Oh, it's way too heavy And I can't be that strong Oh, don't let your blood run cold Don't let your heart be stoned Don't be the bitter one Oh, some things can't be undone Some bullets that you chose Can't go back in the gun You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone You can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone We put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone We put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone We can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone Can't put the bullets back into a gun Can't undo what we have done Can't break this heart of stone

Walking around I hear The sounds of the earth seeking relief I'm trying to find a reason to live But the mindless clutter my path Oh, these thorns in my side Oh, these thorns in my side I know I have something free I have something so alive But I think they shoot 'cause they want I think they shoot 'cause they want I think they shoot 'cause they want it I feel forces all around me Come on raise your head Those who hide behind the shadows Live with all that's dead Look at me, look at me, look at me Atleast look at me when you shoot A bullet through my head Through my head, through my head In my lifetime when I'm disgraced Jealousy and lies I laugh aloud 'cause my life Has gotten inside someone else's mind Look at me, look at me, look at me Atleast look at me when you shoot A bullet through my head, through my head Through my head, through my head Hey, all I want is what's real Something I touch and can feel I'll hold it close and never let it go Said why, why do we live this life With all this hate inside? I'll give it away 'cause I don't want it no more Please help me find a place Somewhere far away Yes, I'll go and you'll never see me again Look at me, look at me Atleast look at me when you shoot A bullet through my head Through my head, through my head Look at me, look at me Atleast look at me when you shoot A bullet through my head Through my head, through my head Look at me, look at me

ثورات التحرير مزعمها لڨدیم مزعمها جديد بيعود لها زعيم بصمود فتح باب لثور داك شباب و فتونس ڨام اصحاب ادي داك الحريم لعنو طار قراب الخوف وراه نسیم وزعم لفخرا نصر الشعب فمصر شوف فمصر لطرا للظلم من تحطيم هادا کامل نڨرا من لڨديم العظيم نتقيداك بتمام لين لها منو شيء علمهم الاعتصام و الخيمة و التصميم والصبر و الالتحام و الوحدة و التنظيم ڨام الثورة حيا فالجماهيرية فحڨ لي بيا شعلت فيها جحيم كفاح الحرية و التصميم العظيم