Noise & screams,
fire & spray,
water & blood,
dirt & pain.
All guns blazing forward to death...
Hey!
Hold the long distance line
to your true love.
It keeps you hanging on.
Cut it or just drop the receiver
and you run the risk of
getting up too early,
firing too late,
running too fast,
getting smashed.
Think fast
what you really want
or you might be dead
so soon.
