Текст: Rocky Votolato. Automatic Rifle.

the night I turned 25 it was legos on the floor / it seemed like a safe enough game / for a man to play with his daughter / an automatic rifle and a bullet through the window / and the troops are satisfied that justice had been delivered

that was enough to set the spark of a vision in another / 18 years - 18 year old girl - to see herself a martyr / to keep up with the cycle / of an automatic rifle and a bullet through the window / and the troops were satisfied that justice had been delivered

close your eyes to the suns blinding light / a three story concrete house and a steady paycheck / cause open eyes will be / infected with politics / and even a smart girl can end up / with a bomb strapped to her chest