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Testo Pull Out
Testo Pull Out
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
I need your opinion like I need a bullet in my head.
You didn't care then, so why care now unless you're cashing in on the dividends.
I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road. Turn your cheek.
I know what I saw, I'll forget what I'm told. - That's not me.
I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road, watching brothers die, or pretend it's kosher. Cause that soldier could well have been me.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
[x2]
I had plans to be an officer, till I realized our guns point in the wrong direction.
So drop the bombs on the other bombs,
destroy the missiles put away your guns.
and stop acting like big children, I can't take this heat anymore.
I'm not gonna be the calm in the storm. That's not me.
I'm not gonna take it anymore. Not in my name.
I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road,
watch my sisters sell their souls. But I don't believe all the things they say.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
[x2]
It's revolutionary to want this thing called peace
As fevers and revenge spread like a state of emergency
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
[x2]
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
I need your opinion like I need a bullet in my head.
You didn't care then, so why care now unless you're cashing in on the dividends.
I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road. Turn your cheek.
I know what I saw, I'll forget what I'm told. - That's not me.
I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road, watching brothers die, or pretend it's kosher. Cause that soldier could well have been me.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
[x2]
I had plans to be an officer, till I realized our guns point in the wrong direction.
So drop the bombs on the other bombs,
destroy the missiles put away your guns.
and stop acting like big children, I can't take this heat anymore.
I'm not gonna be the calm in the storm. That's not me.
I'm not gonna take it anymore. Not in my name.
I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road,
watch my sisters sell their souls. But I don't believe all the things they say.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
[x2]
It's revolutionary to want this thing called peace
As fevers and revenge spread like a state of emergency
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep.
Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think.
[x2]
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