Funeral For A Friend - Bullet Theory lyrics

Who shot the bullet

That killed the air tonight

Without a thought, without a reason

Take a gun called hate,

up against your heart

And pull the trigger

It's over, it's only over

It's only over when we say

The smoke and mirrors

The lies that wind your tongue

Is this oppression what we needed?

As we function on impatience

And out patience is wearing thin

And live a lie that will destroy us all

Back and to the left come on

and shoot the mother fucker!

You like this baby?

You want to dance a little longer?