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A man's voice: "when you clean up a city you kill it. There's no place to go in the Hollywood Hills now. It's dead... It stinks of death... The puritans, the Christians - they've cleaned it up, they've dried it up. Like no rose will ever grow..." Shoot free sentry shoot to wind As the targets start to rise Come on now we cannot pretend That we are lovers anymore Kill God kill Jesus Kill one another for the weekends Safe and sound my wrists are itching These hands no good never could do no good Take me Take me Take me Safety in suicide The climb the climb to keep you all alive And I want to die again Shoot free shoot this maker Letras de cancionesThe raptor seeds the raper Hey chief immoralize Come on now we cannot pretend That we are lovers that we are givers Take me Take me Take me Safety in suicide The climb the climb to keep you all alive And I want to die again I want to die again And I want to die again From Letras Mania