[ti:Killshot (Explicit)] [ar:Sad Night Dynamite] [al:Smoke Hole (Explicit)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Killshot (Explicit) - Sad Night Dynamite [00:21.88]Lyrics by:Archie Blagden/Josh Greacen [00:43.77]I could get a killshot running [00:46.82]But you might not love it [00:48.98]Run to the cops no telling [00:51.94]But your head's still buzzing [00:54.37]Running in and out give me five [00:56.57]When I pull up no one else has arrived [00:59.23]Flicking on the TV when you cry [01:01.87]We could chain my heals to your dirt bike [01:04.81]I could get a killshot running [01:07.84]But you might not love it [01:10.42]Run to the cops no telling [01:13.25]But your head's still buzzing [01:15.78]Running in and out give me five [01:17.72]When I pull up no one else has arrived [01:20.48]Flicking on the TV when you cry [01:23.18]We could chain my heals to your dirt bike [01:27.37]Yeah drive over son and make him f**k your brains out [01:32.96]F**k your brains out [01:39.30]Running down the pieces in the sand [01:44.27]Wondering if you're ever getting back [01:49.73]Wondering if they're ever getting home [01:54.35]Home getting home [01:57.67]So running down the pieces in the sand [02:05.39]Wondering if you're ever getting back [02:10.87]Wondering if they're ever getting home [02:15.83]Home [02:18.22]So go [02:21.62]How you making love if you're her dad [02:27.08]Nothing's ever been here in the sand [02:32.28]Now I'm getting high it's on the band [02:41.13]I could get a killshot running [02:42.91]Played with your food for the last three summers [02:45.57]Kicked off the roof tryna aim like gunners [02:48.28]Popped off a few on the hillside [02:53.83]Coughed up a rock in my throat so hard [02:56.22]Throwing up blood all over the yard [02:58.87]Running 'round shooting my guns look I'm over paid [03:04.25]F**k it girl you can't be f**king saved [03:09.56]Now he f**king knows about it [03:13.05]I could get a killshot running [03:15.76]But you might not love it [03:18.43]Run to the cops no telling [03:21.13]But your head's still buzzing [03:23.70]Running in and out give me five [03:25.95]When I pull up no one else has arrived [03:28.57]Flicking on the TV when you cry [03:31.23]We could chain my heals to your dirt bike [03:35.34]Yeah drive over son and make him f**k your brains out [03:41.00]F**k your brains out