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Prey Songtext
We were young
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain′t it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
Been waiting for a call from you
For a lifetime
Sorry, Bogeyman
I′m busy having night terrors
I checked the news again
When I tell you
That I get nightmares
Every night
Take me back to Tampa
Or take me home
I get you back some
We were young
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain't it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
There′s fire in my eyes
This fucking place is burning down
I want to love you
While I protect myself
It looks like Scampia
Out here on the fire escape
I was young when I wanted kids
We were young
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain′t it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
We were young
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain′t it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
A history of violence
A history of violence
A history of violence
A history of violence
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain′t it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
Been waiting for a call from you
For a lifetime
Sorry, Bogeyman
I′m busy having night terrors
I checked the news again
When I tell you
That I get nightmares
Every night
Take me back to Tampa
Or take me home
I get you back some
We were young
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain't it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
There′s fire in my eyes
This fucking place is burning down
I want to love you
While I protect myself
It looks like Scampia
Out here on the fire escape
I was young when I wanted kids
We were young
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain′t it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
We were young
And we all were prey
I was young and I used to pray
Too young to see
Why you were afraid
This American life
Ain′t it something else
At times it's pretty nice
But I keep a gun around
A history of violence
A history of violence
A history of violence
A history of violence
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