I'd like you to stop while
You're killing my fun ohh
But you got the nerves of someone that cares
And if there were bright skies
Would you come shade on our farm?
The future is bolder than anyone can see
Lips from your mother
Eyes that can stare through the sun
No good could recover
All the cruel things that we've done
Bullets that fly by
Shot by the gun with no horns
Death is endurance, perfectly clean
And if there were bright skies
Would you come shade on our farm
The future is bolder than anyone can see
Lips from your mother
Eyes that can stare through the sun
No good could recover
All the cruel things that we've done
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