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Oh no, there goes another barbecue
God damn, my plans have all been misconstrued
I know I've seen the squad of hateful fools
Burning ambers into the nightly news
Doesn't feel right
To be home, watching from your drone
But I can take you outside
If you stop this fight happening over there
Tell me that you care
Come back, come back, come back to barbecue
The feed on screen is showing nothing new
I know I've seen the squad of hateful fools
Burning ambers into the nightly news
Doesn't feel right
To be home, watching from your drone
But I can take you outside
If you stop this fight happening over there
Tell me that you care
I won't be there, I won't be there in my head
I can't take it, I can't it from the dead
I won't be there, I won't be there in my head
I can't take it, I can't take it
I don't care what it feels like
I just want those fools to die
I don't care what it feels like
I just want those fools to die