This is how the lyrics are actually vocalized, not how they are written in the book:

Your eyes, your concrete eyes
Cross, crisscross my path
They walk, walking in circular patterns
Shoe shine your ammo, your metal
Shoe shine polish your gun
I need not your wicked weapon
Leave alone(?) left alone(?)
My war is not with someone like you
My war is not with someone like you
A string of blood that is not my own
Strings between a sword and my heart
So much so that is makes its way through my throat
Giving me thought to speak
My pistol, my dagger
This becomes your future
Unseen war
A string of blood that is not my own
Strings between a sword and my heart
So much so that is makes its way to my throat
Giving me though to speak
This becomes my pistol
This becomes my dagger
This becomes your future
Unseen war
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Your weapons are useless--------------------
Drop the gun-----------------All of this----
Golden gun-------------------Repeats 4x-----
Drop the gun--------------------------------
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It's like bringing a knife to a gun fight - spoken, 2x

LIKE BRINGING A KNIFE TO A GUN FIGHT!!! - Repeat 11x


Lyrics submitted by Crusatyr

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