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Lyricist: Catch 22
Lyrics:
Pick you up in the suburbs tomorrow
We won't tell, they won't follow
Pack your bags, put all your trust in me (woah)
Never had a gun to his head that's what he said
So I shot him dead with a vengeance that his daughter fed
Always been a sucker for a brown eyed punk rock girl
And for her I'd shoot the world
(Shoot him down)
Shoot him down for all the nightmares
(Woah-oh)
What goes around comes around
(Woah-oh)
(Shoot him down)
Your father is also your pain
I love you and for us I'll shoot him down
No remorse, got no time to look back
Cop is on our trail and we're driving in a topaz
Stuck in no man's land between the body and mind (woah)
'Drop your gun, put your hands behind your head'
Turn around, pop a clip, hit him in his chest
Home free and we're headed for the border
Spending time in Mexico, Tijuana
Drown our shame and start our lives again in California
(Shoot him down)
Shoot him down for all the nightmares
(Woah-oh)
What goes around comes around
(Woah-oh)
(Shoot him down)
Your father is also your pain
I love you and for us I'll shoot him down
Next thing I know I'm all alone in a motel
No explanation, no letter goodbye
I can't promise much, but I do promise this
I promise to find you (so I can remind you)
I love you and for us I shot him down
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