Strung Out - The Kids | Текст песни

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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 blowing 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 doing 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 blowing 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.