Lyrics Funeral for a Friend

Funeral for a Friend

Bullet Theory

Shot

Who shot the bullet

That killed the air tonight?

Without a thought, without a reason

Take a gun called hate

Up against your heart

And pull the trigger

Take a gun called hate

Up against your heart

And pull the trigger

It's over, it's only over

It's only over when we say

The smoke and mirrors

The lies that wind your tongue

Is this oppression what we wanted or what we needed?

As we function on impatience

And our patience is wearing thin

And you live a lie that will destroy us all

It's over, it's only over

It's only over when we say

It's over, it's only over

It's only over when we say

Back and to the left

Back and to the left

Back and to the left

Come on and shoot motherfucker!

Yes, you like this baby?

Yes, you like this baby?

Yes, you like this baby?

You want to dance a little longer?

Shot

It's over, it's only over

It's only over when we say

It's over, it's only over

It's only over when we say