Get get get get your widowmaker
And put your children back inside.
Yet yet yet yet another failure
In this life of the free.
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand
That souls divine
There's a hole in his head.
Back back back back off for I break you
And that's how everything goes down.
Run run run run away don't stay here
Or they'll say it's your time.
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand
That souls divine
There's a hole in his head.
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand.
Shot down
Black hope shot down
There's a gun in his hand
That souls divine
There's a hole in his head.
Writer(s): Bas Remans, Koen Buyse
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