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Your eyes tell the stories
of a day you wish you could
recall the moments that once have
retract the footsteps
that brought us to this favor
I wouldn't ask this of you

Good eye,sniper
I shoot, and you run

the words you scribbled on the walls
the loss of friends you didn't have
I'll call you when the time is right
Are you in or are you out
For them all to know the end of us all

Run quick they're behind us
Didn't think we'd ever make it
this close to safety in one piece
now if you want to kill me
in the act of what could maybe
save us from sleep and what we are

Bye bye beautiful
don't bother to write
disturbed by your words
and they're calling all cars
Face step let down, face step...step down