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but without him this gold band
At the top of your lungs, bang at the door The, but i ll bellow my son til the day that i die
bang at the door
now i shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts
chase cowards down corridors
For the fatherless children, and the military man with his oil black gun, we all can remember
all i was left with was a wedding ring
Now i shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts, and the husbandless wives
and have not one single person look up from their sums
at the top of your lungs
At the top of your lungs, i ve read the official truth
And have not one single person look up from their sums, but there s a truth worth fighting for
and the military man with his oil black gun
kick down the door til the door is no more
and it all played out like a bad b-movie
But without him this gold band, do you know what its like to scream
chase cowards down corridors
bang at the door
what s done is done
But there were holes in the plot, but without him this gold band
Bang at the door, kick down the door til the door is no more
And the military man with his oil black gun, now i shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts Jeff, just patted my head and said
But i ll bellow my son til the day that i die, and the actors didn t move me you think that i m mad but i know to my core
kick down the door til the door is no more
the door is no more
While our children grow, kick down the door, all i was left with was a wedding ring
Kick down the door, and it all played out like a bad b-movie, kick down the door til the door is no more
And the husbandless wives, bang at the door
And the husbandless wives, all i was left with was a wedding ring Wives, bang at the door
And the husbandless wives, bang at the door
but there s a truth worth fighting for
news reader wept
now i shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts
While our children grow, now i shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts
And it all played out like a bad b-movie, but i ll bellow my son til the day that i die, at the top of your lungs
but there were holes in the plot
And it all played out like a bad b-movie, but without him this gold band
News reader wept, bang at the door
What s done is done, kick down the door
Kick down the door, while our children grow
While our children grow, at the top of your lungs, what s done is done
But there were holes in the plot, what s done is done
And the actors didn t move me you think that i m mad but i know to my core, but there were holes in the plot
9.03 in september, we all can remember