Someone came in through the door alone
Dropped their bags, revealed a shotgun
Started shooting everyone in sight
Oh my god I'm going to die alone.
Feel love racing through your body.
And work on falling in love.
While his plane is crashing down below
Towards the people in the city,
In their cars and on their boats he knows
They will never know the loss
There's so much beauty outside
And I'm on my bathroom floor,
Everybody wants to see God
So clear with their own two eyes
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