It's All Yours

Oh no there's another one
 Think he's going to run away
 Oh yeah, not to be outdone
 On a cold independence day
 C'mon now will you give me the time
 It's a kingpin move of a victimless crime
 With the list in blood, what we do achieve
 Like a black coat preacher screams, I do believe
 Running like a freight train, on an iron rail
 Runaway freight train with your bill of sale
 It's all yours to keep - Don't give it away
 It's all yours to burn - Don't give it away
 Own it when you sleep - Don't give it away
 It's all yours to burn
 Oh-yeah there's the target son
 With a bulls eye on his heart
 Yeah-yeah get to hunting one
 Adrenaline is off the chart
 Here we go with our limited time as the siren sounds
 Hear the bells chime
 There's a list in blood and shoulders pinned
 The black coat preacher screams oh lord I've sinned
 Running like a freight train, on an iron rail
 Runaway freight train with your bill of sale
 They try and end my life, everywhere I turn
 But least and not forgetful, I own it when it burns
 One more for the movement as we march into the turns
 And one more for improvement, so we own it when it burns
 Oh no there he goes again, think he's going to get away
 Oh yeah, one more amen on a dead independence day
 C'mon now will you give me the time
 It's a kingpin move of a victim-filled crime