We’ve got jumpers
One day, a damn hard day
The clock was ticking too short
Let’s throw these men overboard
This day, this fucking mad day
The innocents have to pay
The wounds for you and me
We’ve got jumpers
Next day, a flashbacking day
It’s on our retina’s burned
What the fuck have we learned
Same day, this crazy feared day
All the bodies we’ve found
It’s the only thing that counts
All the bodies are falling
Falling from the sky
The fear that is crawling inside
From the inside out
Feel the air’s galling
It’s a black day for us all
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