Shooting Blanks - The Bones

With poetry you try to knock me out

Time to set the record straight

I’ll blow your shit away

And in your dreams, you kick me to the ground

Acting like number one

Still you’re the last in line

I don’t care about your sorrows

Another war but your bullets turn to blanks

So what’s your plan for tomorrow?

I’ll turn your lights out

My back destroys your knife

I’ll fuck up all your lies

The party’s over so time to pay the dues

No thunder in the guts, like always old news

Look at you squirm, a shell so alone

You don’t know how to rock

You don’t know how to roll

Words that don’t rhyme

Being alive is your biggest crime

I don’t care about your sorrows

Another war but your bullets turn to blanks

So what’s your plan for tomorrow?

I’ll turn your lights out

My back destroys your knife

I’ll fuck up all your lies

Being alive is your biggest crime

And you won’t get away this time

I don’t care about your sorrows

Another war but your bullets turn to blanks

So what’s your plan for tomorrow?

I’ll turn your lights out

I don’t care about your sorrows

Another war but your bullets turn to blanks

So what’s your plan for tomorrow?

I’ll turn your lights out

My back destroys your knife

I’ll fuck up all your lies