Listen up all you girls and boys
Oh and men with gloves and handguns as their toys
You better run for the hills before the night falls, it will burn you
And as the sun rise peeks above the shore you will hear me
Echoing the words that I said as my soul left it's body
"Times will turn
From how they
And we will learn
To be anything but par"
"But if you don't try
And I you don't see
It will be a goodbye
Just the same as me"
Sooo
Listen up all you girls and boys
Oh and men with gloves and handguns as their toys
You better run for the hills before the night falls ,cause it will burn you
And as the sunrise peeks above the shore You will hear me
Echoing
And repeating
Or at least I hope you will
Or at least I hope you will
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 12:09 AM UTC
Listen up all you girls and boys
Oh and men with gloves and handguns as their toys
You better run for the hills before the night falls, it will burn you
And as the sun rise peeks above the shore you will hear me
Echoing the words that I said as my soul left it's body
"Times will turn
From how they
And we will learn
To be anything but par"
"But if you don't try
And I you don't see
It will be a goodbye
Just the same as me"
Sooo
Listen up all you girls and boys
Oh and men with gloves and handguns as their toys
You better run for the hills before the night falls ,cause it will burn you
And as the sunrise peeks above the shore You will hear me
Echoing
And repeating
Or at least I hope you will
Or at least I hope you will
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