Cupids Got A Brand New Gun

	  		Intro 
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verse 1 

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It's hiding in the corner 
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Of every sacred place 
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Before the ambush you won't want to 
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Recognize its face 

verse 2 

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It slithers like a viper 
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Readies its attack 
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Tears your flesh and soul apart 
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Then clings on to your back 


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Not till it turns away 
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Can you feel the pain of all the damage done 
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And you may notice that 
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This quick opiate 
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Might wear the wings of angels 
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That's when you realize 
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You've been shot down 
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Wounded unto death by something called love 


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verse 3 

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It followed you to hell, Ange 
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A double agent who 
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Will listen to your every lie 
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But never tell on you 
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Just whisper to you true 

verse 4 

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It promises you silk things 
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But burns the clothes you wear 
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Gives you leave in heaven 
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And you scream that it's unfair 
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To force you to compare 


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But not till it turns away 
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Can you feel the pain of all the damage done 
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And you may notice that 
C#m 
This quick opiate 
      B                    A 
Might wear the wings of angels 
A                  G# 
That's when you realize 
            C#m  E        A   B   E 
You've been shot down 
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Wounded unto death by something called love 
            C#m  E        A   B   E 
You've been shot down 
F#m 
Wounded 
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Wounded unto death by something called love