Killing Another (live At Bestival - 2011) by Cure
Standing on the beach, with a gun in my hand
Staring at the sky, staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel at the other on the ground
I see his open mouth but I hear no sound
I'm alive, I'm dead
I'm a stranger killing another
I can turn and walk away or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky, staring at the sun
Whichever I choose it amounts to the same
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