last ones

I think, I think
We're the last ghosts around
I think, I think
They wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna, they wanna
Put us down

Put them up like woah, woah, woah
Stick them up like woah, woah, woah
Keep walking you just go, go, go
Run it up like go, go, go, go

After we're done shootin' up
And we climb out of our coffins
I am falling apart and I'm walking to you
Through places we've already been
I don't know how much this matters
Or if I'll see you again

Been here before, marching on
And on, and on, and on
We never learn, it just goes on
And on, and on, and on

Been here before, marching on
And on, and on, and on
We never learn, it just goes on
And on, and on, and on

He brought a gun, did his thing
And he went pra, pa pa, pa pa
He said he loved how that thing
Went pra, pa pa, pa pa, pa pa

We never learn, it just goes on
And on, and on, and on, and-

Climbing through the ashes of another day
What is love
Man, I don't want to see another thing
Yeah, it's hard to love when there's a gun in your hand
I told him

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Put them up!)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Stick them up!)
(Put them up! Stick them up! Put them up!)