Out of my gun into your burning heart Out of my gun into your burning heart
And we attend make sense academy Cross all arms to front philosophy And all the time we take to question correcting our posture paying rent with it
be still, be still, be still and this won't hurt you at all be still, be still, be still and this won't hurt you at all
Lost in graves, see only black and white
Out of my gun into your burning heart Out of my gun into your burning heart