Steven Smith

Steven Smith
As I was saying
I know that i’ve been one of the few
Who walks away from you
Steven smith, we all lose
One look, at you
And they’re suddenly covered in shrapnel too
It’s true, most die in your bedroom

All the time i’m getting shot
Oh, barrels roll and hammers drop
Come on now
Grab that gun and we’ll go drive around
Until there’s no sound
Come on, let’s go
I said I am driving and I am driving
It's true, I’ve got something for you
When everything is quiet
The ringing in our ears will seem awfully violent
And then there will be silence
Then there will be silence