.Cold fire tonight and head slow
Ironed eyes and lead to hide the gallows
The crowdâs stoned out on
Bottles in the back and the red rope
I shot him down
Two knocks at the door and he hit the ground
One last breath, well I suppose
And the beat goes
On broken strangers.
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