Been thrown down, To the killing floor (Down to the killing floor) A thousand words on an empty page, A picture hangs without of frame, Shallow souls with time to kill
. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me; We do. We regret
a plastic bullet. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me
