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Just got let go

For today

We can always come back

And hit 'em again

And I grave rob

You better run

Far away

Now that the gun's in my hand

You're dead

All this time

You tried to break my mind

Now that you've crossed that line

I'll start shooting away

Every once in a while the truth is left behind

There's always other reasons to dig a grave

Every once in a while the truth is set aside

Because we threw it all away

I better run

Far away

Now that's the gun's in your hand

I'm dead

All this time

I tried to break your mind

Now that I've crossed that line

You'll start shooting away

But you tried to take the world

And you fall right back down to me

But you tried to change it all

And you fall right back down to me

But you tried to take it all

And that's why

We better run

Far away

Now with no guns in our hands

We're dead

All this time

They tried to break our minds

Now that we've crossed that line

They'll start shooting away

Every once in a while the truth is left behind

There's always other reasons to dig a grave

Every once in a while the truth is set aside

Because we threw it all away

Just got let go

For today

We can always come back

And hit 'em again

And I grave rob

You better run

I better run

We better run

Far away