STONE-HARD MACHINE GUN. FIRING AT THE ONES WHO RISE
you shout it loud, but i can’t hear a word you say. i’m talking loud, not saying much. i’m criticized, but all your bull is brick of shame. you shoot me down, but i get up.
cut me down, but is you who had offered there to fall. ghost town, haunted love. raise your voice, sticks and stones i’m talking loud not saying much. i’m bulletproof nothing to lose. fire away, fire away. brick of shame, take your rain. fire away, fire away. you shoot me down but i won’t fall may break my bones.
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