Texty

Now with our ammo, we are protecting all of the world But we are shooting, so many people with our weapons of war With all of our ammo, we are not really protecting ourselves Killing our treasure, leaving everyone of us broken inside American guns, shooting just for fun, Got em on the run, we are number one With our Imperial guns, cause its so much fun, Hunting everyone, keeps em on the Run We got our finger on the trigger, Itching just to use your firepower, sneeze and we'll Vaporize a body, Turns us on, turns us on, We really get off on our weapons, loving All the sound of big explosions, Can't wait till we can pull the trigger, execute, shoot Em up, execute, shoot em down Training our soldiers, To consider life as simply nothing at all If they come back home, They are then just a shell of what they once were And all of the families, Left with just pieces all over the place Losing the battle, while we are also losing ourselves American sons shooting American guns, American sons shooting imperial guns, Causes it's so much fun Bang, bang, shoot, shoot
Writer(s): Brett Kimberlin, Kelsie Kimberlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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