Bullet casings fill my street
Screaming justice, some for peace
Friends I lost, I'll never find
You've been on my mind, you've been on my mind

I took all of the drugs but they don't make me high
See the names of the dead, they're crowding the sky
I just go to work, if I die, I die
Now for you, for you, I'd try
For you, I'd try

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Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing
Writer(s): Channy Leaneagh, Daniel Goldstein