Funeral For A Friend

Funeral For A Friend - Bullet Theory songtekst

Je score:

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

It's over, it's only over
It's only over when we say

The smoke and mirrors
The lies that wind your tongue
Is this oppression what we needed?
As we function on impatience
And out patience is wearing thin
And live a lie that will destroy us all

Back and to the left come on
and shoot the mother fucker!

You like this baby?
You want to dance a little longer?
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Funeral For A Friend

Componist: ?

Publisher: Warner Music UK Ltd

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2003

Taal: Engels

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