Hit it one more
Time for our men
In uniform with a price upon their heads
This is a war
Sober up
No matter what you call it
Color changes up in the sun
Not throwing stones at you anymore
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
Anymore
Anymore
All my X's live with hexes
This is why I hang
Myself with jealousy upon a fencepost half mast
Fashion
War between
The guilty and the guilty
And the guilty and the guilty and the teen
Not throwing stones at you anymore
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
Anymore
Anymore
Oh yeah, I would like to
To die like mice do
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man
And I'm crying, crying, crying
Not throwing stones at you anymore
Your name's in lights and I don't wonder
Anymore
Anymore
Yeah, I would like to
Yeah, I'd like to die like fucking mice do
I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man
And I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man
Fashion
Fashion
Buy it
Load it
Shoot it
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