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Safety Off
Driving through the city
Counting ill gotten stacks of fifties
Ski masks on
Ready to execute before the dawn
Fears of dying poor
Got us kicking in the door
Rifles up into the house
Victim waking up with a barrel in his mouth
Yelling wake up and turn around
One false move and you're going six feet underground
Safe cracker having a hard time
We need to finish the crime
Demand the safe code
So I picture us off into the sunset we rode
But that ain't the reality
Our man doesn't understand the situation's gravity
Tells us he'll have men on the way
He doesn't think I'd made this his final day
I make one final demand
Yet on he makes his stand
I shoot him in his chest
Enjoy your final rest
We make off with the safe in the back
I'm hot thinking about all those racks
This beast we'll crack
But someone in the house heard my lone attack
Our info was wrong
He wasn't alone and that shot was a gong
Sirens wail in the distant air
Up stands my neck's hair
We got to move
Back into the plan's grove
Ready with the safety off
Tap them if they even cough
We are a unit of death
Dealing out a last breath
We're out fast I figure
But I sense a pulled trigger
Shots slam into our truck
Piercing sheet and burrowing into the ruck
Marshals and state on our back
They're on the attack
Despite our skills
We face the feds with orders to shoot to kill
Speeding down the empty road
Tailed by wailing vehicles of justice's abode
Our drive catches a shot to the neck
Off we speed into a ditch truck a wreck
This is it gents
Make sure every round is spent
The gang knows what must be done
None of us will be alive to see the next sun
But we'll make some bastards fall
We heed the valkyries call
I'll go to robber's Valhalla without fear
I'm fierce as a Viking in combat gear
Soon the bullets fly
All around my friends fall and die
Bloodshed on both sides
No time to run and hide
My rifle up aiming for chest and head
I take one to leg and fall over thinking I'm dead
I'm the last alive
The sole survivor of the gang of five
The marshals put me in cuffs
Now they think I'm not so tough
Distraught I follow them in
Surviving I feel was a sin
My court date signed and sealed
Life sentence was the deal
Gone was my days of roaming far
Now I tell my story behind bars
Counting ill gotten stacks of fifties
Ski masks on
Ready to execute before the dawn
Fears of dying poor
Got us kicking in the door
Rifles up into the house
Victim waking up with a barrel in his mouth
Yelling wake up and turn around
One false move and you're going six feet underground
Safe cracker having a hard time
We need to finish the crime
Demand the safe code
So I picture us off into the sunset we rode
But that ain't the reality
Our man doesn't understand the situation's gravity
Tells us he'll have men on the way
He doesn't think I'd made this his final day
I make one final demand
Yet on he makes his stand
I shoot him in his chest
Enjoy your final rest
We make off with the safe in the back
I'm hot thinking about all those racks
This beast we'll crack
But someone in the house heard my lone attack
Our info was wrong
He wasn't alone and that shot was a gong
Sirens wail in the distant air
Up stands my neck's hair
We got to move
Back into the plan's grove
Ready with the safety off
Tap them if they even cough
We are a unit of death
Dealing out a last breath
We're out fast I figure
But I sense a pulled trigger
Shots slam into our truck
Piercing sheet and burrowing into the ruck
Marshals and state on our back
They're on the attack
Despite our skills
We face the feds with orders to shoot to kill
Speeding down the empty road
Tailed by wailing vehicles of justice's abode
Our drive catches a shot to the neck
Off we speed into a ditch truck a wreck
This is it gents
Make sure every round is spent
The gang knows what must be done
None of us will be alive to see the next sun
But we'll make some bastards fall
We heed the valkyries call
I'll go to robber's Valhalla without fear
I'm fierce as a Viking in combat gear
Soon the bullets fly
All around my friends fall and die
Bloodshed on both sides
No time to run and hide
My rifle up aiming for chest and head
I take one to leg and fall over thinking I'm dead
I'm the last alive
The sole survivor of the gang of five
The marshals put me in cuffs
Now they think I'm not so tough
Distraught I follow them in
Surviving I feel was a sin
My court date signed and sealed
Life sentence was the deal
Gone was my days of roaming far
Now I tell my story behind bars
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