Harps

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Harps

Make it sound sweet

Bang! Bang!

Walked up to the door

Yeah, I'm outside

Didn't knock

Looked through the window

Saw her inside

Bang! Bang!

Walked backward down the steps

Here I am

Looking in every window, walking down the sidewalk

Hearing a thousand instruments escalating, maxing my mind

When the trumpets sound, it's a triumphant sound

The sound of a thousand angels in Heaven

Telling me to empty the clip

Bang! Bang!

You're dead

You're dead, Kill him off

The sky is about to cry

Bang! Bang!

You're dead

You're dead and done

Dead to me now!

Harps!

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