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Rancid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Armstrong
Composer
Lyrics
War between races
War between lies
War between something that lays out deep inside,
The deadliest one, come blazin' and identified,
(Yeah) How many must lay, before we realize?
(And I say,) How many must lay, before we realize?
I caught... (I caught,)
A glimpse, I caught a glimpse of things to come.
I was jolted, I caught a glimpse of things to come.
One that stops, and launches and explosion.
I caught a glimpse of things to come
It falls on you, and then it, it falls on me.
Outside the church the streets are wet, It's a, half past three.
Well ya, ya get your moves all steady, Cause no good is up again
Mortally wounded, the one on the front seat,
It's the beginning of the end
God bless the dead, and the family and friends.
I caught... (I caught,) A glimpse, I caught a glimpse of things to come.
I was jolted, I caught a glimpse of things to come.
One that stops, and launches and explosion.
I caught a glimpse of things to come
Writer(s): Timothy Armstrong
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