The Shooter - The Magic Numbers

No one move

There’s a dancer in the dark

Would it all make sense

If you pick her up and pull her apart?

No one sees

There’s a flicker in the spark

Get on your hands and knees

Praying Jesus this is not who we are

No one speak of the reading in the cards

It could all make sense

If the reason to believe in was ours

No one leave as I shoot her

Through the heart

Would it all make sense

If you picked her up

And pulled her apart?

Who goes there?

In the fields I walked the valleys below

Beneath the leaves, lie down

It was painless

In the back of the car

She kept the light on

No one sees

There’s a shooter in the dark

What if we face the wall

Will they all come running…

And if you just play dead?

Would it all make sense

If you picked her up

And pulled her apart?

Who goes there?

In the fields I walked the valleys below

Beneath the leaves, lie down

It was painless

In the shape of a girl

I remain nameless

No one breathe as I shoot her

Through the heart

It will all make sense

When you pick her up

And pull her apart

No one sees

As I lead her through the dark