As I was saying I know that I've been one of the few Who walks away from you Steven smith, we all lose One look at you And they're suddenly covered in shrapnel too It's true, most die in your bedroom
All the time I'm getting shot Oh, barrels roll and hammers drop Come on now Grab that gun and we'll go drive around Until there's no sound
Come on, let's go I said I am driving and I am driving It's true, I've got something for you
When everything is quiet The ringing in our ears will seem awfully violent And then there will be silence Then there will be silence
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