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Bullets flying past me, |
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hitting the brick wall |
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but my eyes see nothing |
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they won't open at all. |
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I'm kneeling down on the ground, |
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I slowly stand with empty hands, |
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finger steady as she lowers the gun, |
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says she don't wanna hurt anyone. |
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but she can't release - |
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she can't release the trigger |
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(Chorus) |
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Put your warpaint on |
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Stomp your feet hard on the ground |
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Kick the dirt up to the heavens |
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shoot me down |
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shoot me down |
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Shoot me down, shoot me down, shoot me down |
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She throws it deep out in the water |
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The moonlight makes the metal glisten in the dark |
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she knows now |
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I am not the victim |
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we're equal |
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a tongue for a tongue |
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we don't make a move afraid of the other |
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as the earth starts to tremble our feet start to shuffle |
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as the line between us stands up and starts to dance |
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(Chorus) |
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Put your warpaint on |
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Stomp your feet hard on the grounds |
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kick the dirt up to the heavens |
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shoot me down |
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shoot me down |
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Put your warpaint on |
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Put your warpaint on |
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(Chorus) |
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Put your warpaint on |
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Put your warpaint on |
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Shoot me down |
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Shoot me down |
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Shoot me down |
