Collateral
Collateral hearts start to multiply
And divide the city to three's
I could only find once what you could find twice
And you're surprised I chose to leave
I remember that night when you and I decided to set the scene
Look at the night sky lit by the skyline and tell me you're still free
The sun goes down, the stars begin to fade
The crowds combine and start to pray
At dawn, the ground begins to quake
The earth, the moon, the love, the hate
The love, the hate
The love, the hate
The love, the hate
Collateral sights, collateral minds
But still we disagree
You said you'd ride for me
You said you were right for me
A mental time lapse of the city we crashed
It happened so suddenly
The streets turned to debris
It's all because of me
They see me ridin' up
Comin' 'round, gonna eat my dust
I ain't slowing down
Got the trenches dug
And your signals down
Bitch, your time is up
Time to take your bows
Raise the missiles up
Start the count down
Three, two, one
Blow your shit out
I look around but no one meets my stare
There's something foul in the air
I ask my god if he's still there
But if he is what do I care
The sun goes down, the stars all fade
The crowds combine and start to pray
At dawn, the ground begins to quake
The earth, the moon, the love, the hate
The love, the hate
The love, the hate
And divide the city to three's
I could only find once what you could find twice
And you're surprised I chose to leave
I remember that night when you and I decided to set the scene
Look at the night sky lit by the skyline and tell me you're still free
The sun goes down, the stars begin to fade
The crowds combine and start to pray
At dawn, the ground begins to quake
The earth, the moon, the love, the hate
The love, the hate
The love, the hate
The love, the hate
Collateral sights, collateral minds
But still we disagree
You said you'd ride for me
You said you were right for me
A mental time lapse of the city we crashed
It happened so suddenly
The streets turned to debris
It's all because of me
They see me ridin' up
Comin' 'round, gonna eat my dust
I ain't slowing down
Got the trenches dug
And your signals down
Bitch, your time is up
Time to take your bows
Raise the missiles up
Start the count down
Three, two, one
Blow your shit out
I look around but no one meets my stare
There's something foul in the air
I ask my god if he's still there
But if he is what do I care
The sun goes down, the stars all fade
The crowds combine and start to pray
At dawn, the ground begins to quake
The earth, the moon, the love, the hate
The love, the hate
The love, the hate
Credits
Writer(s): John Kruse
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