Young Men Dead - The Black Angels lyrics: Fire for the hills pick up your feet and lets go Head for the hills pick up steel on your way And when you find a piece of them in your sight Fire at will dont you waste no time Another thought of the unaware Addiction in disguise With a drop of blood You will take them out for me Fire from the hills pick up speed and lets go Fire for real yeah shoot to kill with no aim Head for the hills yes eyes on the camp fire glow Creep up there like a white mink hiding in snow And out of the black a figure forms A soldier in the sky With a drop of love Trying to set you free Run for the hills pick up your feet and lets go We did our jobs pick up speed now lets move The trees cant grow without the sun in their eyes And we cant live if were too afraid to die Hold on tight yes hold on tight youre too slow Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 05:00:39 +0000
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