Lyrics:

Get get get get your widowmaker
And put your children back inside.
Yet yet yet yet another failure
in this life of the free.

Black hope shot down
there's a gun in his hand
that souls divine
there's a hole in his head.

Back back back back off for I break you
And that's how everything goes down.
Run run run run away don't stay here
Or they'll say it's your time.



Black hope shot down
there's a gun in his hand
that souls divine
there's a hole in his head.

Black hope shot down
there's a gun in his hand.

Shot down

Black hope shot down
there's a gun in his hand
that souls divine
there's a hole in his head.