Текст песни Bullet Theory - Funeral for a Friend

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
Take a gun called hate
Up against your heart
And pull the trigger
It's over, it's only over
It's only over when we say
The smoke and the 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 live a lie that will destroy us all
It's over, it's only over
It's only over when we say
It's over, it's only over
It's only over when we say
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?
Just dance a little longer
It's over, it's only over
It's only over when we say
It's over, it's only over
It's only over when we say