Run
Watch them run
Run
Smell of blood in summer
Still alive when morning comes
The sun see the dawn
Unholy weapon
Your hand is on the gun
I love when your the one
Outer heaven
Its dirt in your fingernails
I can see in your eyes
See that you cant do wrong
Woulda thought I knew you from somewhere
Optomisticly cruel summer
Im a victim of my of my own sadistic selfish tendencies
Outer heaven
I can see in your eyes
See that you cant do wrong
Outer heaven
Outer heaven
Woulda thought I knew you from somewhere
Woulda thought I knew you from somewhere
Woulda thought I knew you from somewhere
Woulda thought I knew