You stand before me, now we stare eye to eye. Before another second click's away, one of us will die. You reach for your metal as I reach for mine. The sound of bullets flying through the air is followed by a cry.
And they're cryin'
What will we do? What will we say? When it's the end of this game that we play will we crumble into the dust my friend? Or will we start this game over again?
It's coming back to me
This young man lies alone but fastend to the ground. The sound of fleeing feet and a crying eye will be his last sound. Yeah. What do we gain from all this? Now was it worth a life? No We've thrown all our hopes away and set our dreams aside
Now they're crying
What will we do, What will we say, When it's the end of this game that we play? Will we crumble into the dust my friend or will we start this game over again?
It's coming back to me It's coming back to me
What will we do, What will we say, When it's the end of this game that we play? Will we crumble into the dust my friend or will we start this game over again? |
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