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By Pistol Grip, We were just kids, underachieved, runnin on contraband drive
Backyard gigs,
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By Pistol Grip, Take the trail to the graveyard for the night
Tick tick
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By Pistol Grip, A neddle in the eyes, adrenaline
We're falling from the skies,
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By Pistol Grip, Revenge served hot leaves a bad taste
The jargon that you
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By Pistol Grip, We're gonna burn, burn down the country [chorus X4]
Destroy your
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By Pistol Grip, Didn't see the plan cause your walking in self-restraint.
Never ever
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By Pistol Grip, I guess I'm just another victim of the silicon age
Don't
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By Pistol Grip, Nothing else matters I've got nothing left to lose
I look
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By Pistol Grip, City streets melting under solar powered heat
All the kids and
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By Pistol Grip, Guns are blasting loud
My head is in the clouds
Its
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By Pistol Grip, Tell me that I've gone astray
A laceration on society
Mommy never
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By Pistol Grip, This kids got no hope
This kids got no time
This kids
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By Pistol Grip, Make up your mind so quickly
Did you ever think it
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By Pistol Grip, fuck the pmrc
decisions to be made by almighty tipper gore
but
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By Pistol Grip, You wake up and you crack your mirror
Just broke your
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By Pistol Grip, Mother don't fret I won't fall on my face
Mother don't
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By Pistol Grip, L.A is the city where everbody dies
And we all have
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By Pistol Grip, A painful lesson learned
just like a cigarette burn
A family
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By Pistol Grip, You're a modern day saint but you're still gonna die
You're
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By Pistol Grip, I prayed everday while I was stuck in this hole
But
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By Pistol Grip, Let them in the gig without a second look at
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By Pistol Grip, You know we're gonna hit you like a pistol grip
got
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By Pistol Grip, Turn around got another man down bloody trails along the
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By Pistol Grip, Did you swim through unholy waters to the banks of
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By Pistol Grip, Everybody run for your life the rebels are dead
Bodies laying
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By Pistol Grip, We are the rascals that fuck up your place
We'll leave
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By Pistol Grip, I'm not the angel that you thought I'd be I
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By Pistol Grip, What are you gonna do when the ink runs dry
What