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Pop culture, with a pin Watch it wheeze in the air Like a dying balloon Understand, don't admit And the rest of my tribe Wishes years of command Don't be late, it's ok Give yourselves a group hug And a pat on the back Don't be late, it's alright Pulls your best for the shot From the firing squad Choosing your defence, I'll stay on the fence... Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven Read in tomorrow's prayer Stained silver bullet now accuse me Read in tomorrow's prayer On a dare... Pop culture, with a pin Watch it make all the words In your mind disappear Maybe so, maybe not Letras de cancionesNever sure if it's me Underneath the white sheet Halloween, Halloween With a mask I can be Your friend for a while Trick or treat, trick or treat Miseries of me inside your candy bowl Choosing your defence, I'll stay on the fence... Choosing my defence, I'll stay on the fence... Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven Read in tomorrow's prayer Stained silver bullet now accuse me Read in tomorrow's prayer On a dare... Dare... Choosing my defence, I'll stay on the fence... Pop culture, on your skin You cannot keep your fingers Away from your face Memories, haunted me Like a fish floating dead the top Of a tank Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven Read in tomorrow's prayer Stained silver bullet now accuse me Read in tomorrow's prayer On a dare... Dare... Choosing all depends, I'll stay on the fence... On a dare... On a dare... On a dare... On a dare... Dare... From Letras Mania