Lyrics

Pull the trigger ha Step up step now get your mind blown You don't need a wheelchair just stand up on your own We got em sugarcoated, fully loaded, you'll be satisfied "You put the gun against your head?" "yea what did you find?" It's a cold glass that I've been looking through It's the green grass yea with a sunny view But the kind of mask that I want to use is a filter of you What a wonderful placebo What a wonderful placebo What a wonderful placebo (How cold is your 45?) It's the way that we like to show That we got it all under control So we're living for the next swallow (How black is the white lie? I hope that you're satisfied) Give it a tap Riddle me that So where are we at Pin the right solution if it turns your thermostat It's a fake ambition, make your decision if it fits your vision You'll be next in line if you pick the right position It's a cold glass that I'm looking through It's the green grass with a sunny view But the kind of sad that I'm going through is a mirror of you What a wonderful placebo What a wonderful placebo What a wonderful placebo (How cold is your 45?) It's the way that we like to show That we got it all under control So we're living for the next swallow (How black is the white lie? I hope that you're satisfied) Are you satisfied? Pull the trigger ha We're all left alone What a wonderful placebo What a wonderful placebo What a wonderful placebo (How cold is your 45?) It's the way that we like to show That we got it all under control So we're living for the next swallow (How black is the white lie? I hope that you're satisfied) Are you satisfied?
Writer(s): Michael Polk, Christopher Hodges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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