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Nature kills beauty
It’s getting
Harder to shoot me
It’s getting
Late after midnight
It’s getting
Late after my life
Because there’s flashing lights
All the cops are coming home
I’m still alive
So baby, drop the gun
You can run
You’re a rabbit in disguise
Shoot the sun
And take into the night
You cannot shoot me
It’s getting
Guts to dispute me
It’s getting
Late after midnight
It’s getting
Late after my life
Because there’s flashing lights
All the cops are coming home
I’m still alive
So baby, drop the gun
You can run
You’re a rabbit in disguise
Pull the trigger
Watch the light fade from my eyes
Bang.