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I hear gunshots, I hear gunshots.
How about you? How about you?
Pitter-Patter, Bloodshed.
Pitter-Patter, Bloodshed.
I'm a dead fool.
So are you.

How about some hardcore?
Yeah, we like it raw.
What about the Dansfloor?
Yeah, we like it jol.

Leaders want wars just because.
We just want more of ya'all on the floor.
Now, everythin' is nothin' & life's a bore.
Anythin' you want is outside your door.

A revolution here, a revolution there.
Revolutions springing up every fuckin' where.
Does anybody care? Is anybody there?
I'm so damn lost in this great big glare.

Sit back and chill... I know you will,
Murder, death, kill... it's only real.

Chorus:
I wanna know
how we gonna
find a way home
find a way home
and go on

Gotta get a hold... gotta get a grip, what?
Gotta be bold... gotta get through this.
Attention Deficit in High Definition.
Check the recklessness on Live Television.

Do you really know what a crisis is?
What the dilly? Say HO! If Christ exists.
Be strong, hold on to your rights and shit.
Before long, your song is a righteous hit.

And now... One day it'll all make sense.
But on Monday... we could all be dead.

Sit back and chill... I know you will,
Murder, death, kill... It's only real.

Chorus: I wanna know...

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