It's All Yours

Oh no there's another one
Think he's going to run away
Oh yeah, not to be outdone
On a cold independence day
C'mon now will you give me the time
It's a kingpin move of a victimless crime
With the list in blood, what we do achieve
Like a black coat preacher screams, I do believe
Running like a freight train, on an iron rail
Runaway freight train with your bill of sale
It's all yours to keep - Don't give it away
It's all yours to burn - Don't give it away
Own it when you sleep - Don't give it away
It's all yours to burn
Oh-yeah there's the target son
With a bulls eye on his heart
Yeah-yeah get to hunting one
Adrenaline is off the chart
Here we go with our limited time as the siren sounds
Hear the bells chime
There's a list in blood and shoulders pinned
The black coat preacher screams oh lord I've sinned
Running like a freight train, on an iron rail
Runaway freight train with your bill of sale
They try and end my life, everywhere I turn
But least and not forgetful, I own it when it burns
One more for the movement as we march into the turns
And one more for improvement, so we own it when it burns
Oh no there he goes again, think he's going to get away
Oh yeah, one more amen on a dead independence day
C'mon now will you give me the time
It's a kingpin move of a victim-filled crime