Текст (слова) песни: Funeral For A Friend - Bullet Theory
Who shot the bullet? that killed the air tonight without a thought without a reason take a gun called hate up against your heart, and pull the trigger take a gun called hate up against your heart, and pull the trigger
its over its only over it only over when we say
the smoke and mirror the lies that bind your tongue is this oppression what we wanted? or what we needed? as we function on impatience and our patience is wearing thin and live a lie that will destroy us all
back and to the left back and to the left back and to the left come on and shoot motherfucker
you like this baby? you want to dance a little longer?
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