So easy to kill
These frail dreams
An intricate thrill
Please stop, stop with these implications
Stop accusing every soul of fraternisations
You are still the same
'Cause you never ever change
Can't you just be happy?
Why can't you just be happy?
You are the princess (of this place)
Really gotta hand it to you
'Cause people like you have never belonged here
And it's gone on longer than any of us can bear
(SO GET OUT)
You better run
'Cause we've got our guns
(And you'd better run, for we'll use those guns)
I'll sit here with my rifle, waiting for you to turn that corner
When you do I'll pull the trigger and you'll be a goner
[Guess I'll see you in hell sweetheart]
Because I can tell you now, there's no heaven where you're going
I guess I'll see you in wasteland
Yes.. I'll greet you there.
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