The pressure in my head
And my hands are full of bullets
But I didn't mean to hurt you, no
It's ticking in my head
And my hands are full of bullets
But I didn't mean to start a war
We collide, then walk away
We collide, then walk away
We collide, then walk away
And end up closer than parted
The pressure in my head
And my hands are full of bullets
But I didn't mean to hurt you, no
It's ticking in my head
And my hands are full of bullets
But I didn't mean to start a war
We collide, then walk away
We collide, then walk away
We collide, then walk away
And end up closer than parted
We collide, then walk away
We collide, then walk away
We collide, then walk away
And end up closer than parted
And end up closer than parted
And end up closer than parted
And end up closer than parted
And end up closer than parted
And end up closer than parted