Stephen Michael McDowell - (Page 35) lyrics

A BOMB FALLS WITH ITS BOMB FRIENDS SOMEWHERE ON TOMORROW WE MURDER THE SAVAGES IN OUR HEARTS THERE IS MUCH BLOOD IN OUR ARTERIES THIS MORNING I'M WEEPING FOR MY ALREADY BASHED IN SKULL I HAVE ADDED TOO MANY NAMES TO MY LIST OF PEOPLE TO MY LIST OF PEOPLE TO ASSASSINATE TOMORROW HIT ME UPSIDE THE HEAD WITH THE MOON AND I'LL TRY LIKE HELLFIRE TO NOT HOLD YOUR HAND