Peter Bjorn And John
Firing Blanks
Assume I had a chance to clear things out alone,But tricks I used to know where laying under earth,My last surviving hope had bidden me goodbye,How loud I ever made that noise, how much it ever hurt,Do understand, I'm just firing blanksFor an hour every day, my mouth is overfilled,With better things to say than I threw in your face,Forget that battered truth, I made it up myself,How hard it might have been, your defense was a wasteDo understand, I'm just firing blanks,Do understand, I'm just firing blanks
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