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Cold Bloody Night
He doesn't have a name
He's nothing but a shadow
Sneaking around at night
He works as a hit-man
Killing whoever he's told to
Sometimes his mind goes blank
He becomes even more of a phantom
He kills anyone he meets
Even orphan kids out on the streets
People pay him for his work
And if they get in his way
They are found in a grave
He doesn't have a name
He has never had one
Nor has he ever been loved
Until I came to town
No family, raised to be a killer
Do I have it in me,
To change his heart and ways
I met this man
Watched him kill a whole gang
I was spotted by him
And i fled in fear
He doesn't have a name
But the sad look i saw
Made me freeze and,
Crawl back to him
He saw me and held out his hand
I took his hand and we stole,
Each others hearts
That cold bloody night.

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