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Testo: Whole Wheat Bread. The Hearts Of Hoodlums. Bombs Away.


Go get your guns
Go get your knives
Go have some fun
Go take a life
Cause it is necessary
When they come
You watch 'em try
To flee and run
But they don't die
Cause it is necessary
When it's done
Look in my eyes
And give me one
Good reason why
You think it's necessary
Maybe some
Deserve the strife
But are none
To go decide
If it is necessary

Their guns are firing, firing
Their guns are firing
Bombs away
The shrapnel falls like stars
It washes away who we are

Their guns are firing, firing
Their guns are firing
Bombs away
The shrapnel falls like stars
It washes away who we are

You hear the shots (Yeah)
There goes another one
Don't call the cops (Yeah)
Go get your fucking gun
Ready or not (Yeah)
No warning when they come
Get or get got (Yeah)
It's time to fight or run
Somebody's hit (Yeah)
They seen 'em hit the ground
Who gives a shit (Yeah)
He's just a victim now
No candles lit (Yeah)
Darkness is all around
Put up your fist (Yeah)
Show them you'll stick around

Their guns are firing, firing
Their guns are firing
Bombs away
The shrapnel falls like stars
It washes away who we are

Their guns are firing, firing
Their guns are firing
Bombs away
The shrapnel falls like stars
It washes away who we are

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Their guns are firing, firing
Their guns are firing
Bombs away
The shrapnel falls like stars
It washes away who we are

Their guns are firing, firing
Their guns are firing
Bombs away
The shrapnel falls like stars
It washes away who we are

Bombs away
Bombs away