Текст песни Vicky Mayhem

This is it, the stories are all true.
I'm doing 98 on the interstate coming to get you
I see the tanks rolling in already picking spots
Not too much longer until this city's hot
They will never find us though
I know where we can go.
West of this towns there's a spot,
That I've already picked out.
But we have to moves fast,
So they don't figure this out
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There's only one way in this place if they find out how
And just so you know,
I'm taking at least three of them when I go
When that time finally comes set a fire to the gasoline drums
They will never take us alive
When that time does come
I hope it doesn't make you run
I hope you stay here with me
I hope all of this makes sense
I can't stand the thought of living our last days
Behind a fence inside this apocalypse.