Black Smoke
A little high
A little low
In my eyes
it starts to show
So get your guns
Get your gods
It don’t matter
I’ll beat the odds
Broken mirror
Broken home
End is nearer
We’re all alone
Red flags,
black smoke
Live it up,
let it go
A little high
A little low
In my eyes
it starts to show
So get your guns
Get your gods
It don’t matter
I’ll beat the odds
Writer/s: Drew Anthony Giordano
