3 - 9 - 4 by Lemonheads
1st verse:
Circle of street light, rain on the windshield
Seeing you, for the last time
Eyes on the bus stop, not in the window
Seeing you, for the last time
My life had stood, a loaded gun
Cornered, til the day
The order passed, identified
And carried me away
Do you understand how it ends,
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