Bullet Theory

Funeral for a Friend

Casually Dressed & Deep in Conversation

13.10.2003

Rock

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[Verse 1] 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 (x2) [Chorus] It's over, it's only over It's only over when we say [Verse 2] The smoke and mirrors The lies that wind your tongue Is this oppression what we wanted or what we needed? As we function on impatience And our patience is wearing thin And you live a lie that will destroy us all [Chorus x2] [Bridge] Back and to the left Back and to the left Back and to the left Come on and shoot motherfucker! You like this baby? You like this baby? You like this baby? Well just dance a bit longer [Chorus x2]