End Of The Line Lyrics - Singles - Murder By Death

All the kids have run inside, 

Grabbed a spot under the stairs 

They've barricaded all the windows 

And rigged the doorknobs shut with chairs 

What are they waiting for, they don't know 

They just keep their fingers crossed 

And maybe pray to Mary or Jesus 

Christ I can hear them knocking down the door 

The wait it is over, this bottle is done 

So we clench our fists and fight our demons 

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There's a girl with a flower pot 

Full of dirt and bullet shells 

She puts it by her window 

Gives it sunlight, restores its health 

After a month or two 

The shells start to grow into bunches of barbed wire 

They spread across the walls, the windows, and the floors 

And their grip never tires 

The wait it is over, this bottle is done 

So we clench our fists and fight our demons 

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Lay low, keep your head down 

Listen for the sound of the dusty train 

That's comin' to sweep us all away 

I can hear the rails a rattlin' 

Again the hectic fray 

So set the bone with a cardboard splint 

And strike the nail against the flint 

And set the fields on fire for him 

This time I am stronger now 

And I can fight it 

I'll be waitin' at the end of the line 

At the end of the line