Shutdown Lyrics by Front Line Assembly
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"Red three six, this is red three six Charlie, over. This is read three six,over. Roger, we are taking automatic weapons fire from our right flank.""Dear God, what is it you will have me do?"He watches themThey don't look backHe was chosenBut he's getting oldNo one understands him,He wants to be noticedToo late for regretsIt's too late for regrets.Nervous hands,A trembling heart,Evil eyes,Bloodstained hands.Lost again, insideWait til you catch me,But then it's too lateHe just watches themThey don't look backHe was chosenBut he's getting oldHe was chosenBut now he's getting old.He watches themThey don't look backHe was chosenBut he's getting old
"Red three six, this is red three six Charlie, over. This is read three six,over. Roger, we are taking automatic weapons fire from our right flank.""Dear God, what is it you will have me do?"He watches themThey don't look backHe was chosenBut he's getting oldNo one understands him,He wants to be noticedToo late for regretsIt's too late for regrets.Nervous hands,A trembling heart,Evil eyes,Bloodstained hands.Lost again, insideWait til you catch me,But then it's too lateHe just watches themThey don't look backHe was chosenBut he's getting oldHe was chosenBut now he's getting old.He watches themThey don't look backHe was chosenBut he's getting old