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Strung Out - The Kids lyrics
Don't pack your bags don't bring your things just leave them all behind Don't you worry about a letter left for someone else to find No explanation needed to define what we have done We've mapped our course we've set our sights crossed hairs on everyone Today it's you and me and we're blowin up the world We'll climb it's highest peak and watch it fall apart We are the end result we've forged our destiny to rebuild it all again Spray paint begins to dry the message soon becomes So obvious that this walking adolescent death trips tired of doin time They are the reversal they are silent they are one They are everything you made them assassination of the young Today it's you and me and we're blowin up the world They'll write about us all if they get out alive We are the end result we've forged our destiny to rebuild it all again You medicate into submission A sleeping monster needs no attention You bring me up to bring me down You knew one day I'd come around This wasteland be our playground be our temple be our salvation We'll fill the seas with gasoline and shoot the sun right out the sky The spark of our imagination will keep all hope from running dry They'll write about us all if anyone gets out alive to build it all again |
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