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Bullets dripping from the sky
Full metal silver rain
The roadmap leads to places
Crises love me fine
A dead bird flies above us
Drowns in the blood red sky
The landscape bleeds, we turn away
The scarecrow shuts its eyes

What's the deal, what's the deal
What's the, what's the, what's the deal

The end has come, the air burns bright
It smelled of gasoline
Platinum rifles on the ground
Body count and radar screen
There's static on the radio
The alarm finally went off
If you leave the gravel driveway
The scarecrow felt so lost

What's the deal, what's the deal
What's the, what's the, what's the deal

I don't kill people - I kill enemies
Where are the chances to be seized
Take your chances on the killing fields
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Pin the badges on your chest
Feel the heartbeat, feel the shame
Choose your weapon, find a way
Your achilles heel: the fame
Dressing up, what else to say
Know so many names
Run and run and run and run
Play the scarecrow's game

What's the deal, what's the deal
What's the, what's the, what's the deal

I don't kill people - I kill enemies
Where are the chances to be seized
Take your chances on the killing fields
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I don't kill people - I kill enemies
Where are the chances to be seized
Take your chances on the killing fields
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Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Lippert, Frank Eisensehr
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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