| Song | Pull Out |
| Artist | Killradio |
| Album | Raised On Whipped Cream |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think. | |
| I need your opinion like | |
| I need a bullet in my head. | |
| You didn't care then, so why care now unless you’re cashing in on the dividends. | |
| I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road. | |
| Turn your cheek. | |
| I know what | |
| I saw, I'll forget what | |
| I'm told. - | |
| That's not me. | |
| I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road, watching brothers die, or pretend it's kosher. | |
| Cause that soldier could well have been me. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think. (x2) | |
| I had plans to be an officer, till | |
| I realized our guns point in the wrong direction. | |
| So drop the bombs on the other bombs, destroy the missiles put away your guns. and stop acting like big children, | |
| I can't take this heat anymore. | |
| I'm not gonna be the calm in the storm. | |
| That's not me. | |
| I'm not gonna take it anymore. | |
| Not in my name. | |
| I'm not gonna sit by the side of the road, watch my sisters sell their souls. | |
| But I don't believe all the things they say. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think. (x2) | |
| It's revolutionary to want this thing called peace | |
| As fevers and revenge spread like a state of emergency | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it's later than you think. (x2) |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. | |
| I need your opinion like | |
| I need a bullet in my head. | |
| You didn' t care then, so why care now unless you' re cashing in on the dividends. | |
| I' m not gonna sit by the side of the road. | |
| Turn your cheek. | |
| I know what | |
| I saw, I' ll forget what | |
| I' m told. | |
| That' s not me. | |
| I' m not gonna sit by the side of the road, watching brothers die, or pretend it' s kosher. | |
| Cause that soldier could well have been me. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. x2 | |
| I had plans to be an officer, till | |
| I realized our guns point in the wrong direction. | |
| So drop the bombs on the other bombs, destroy the missiles put away your guns. and stop acting like big children, | |
| I can' t take this heat anymore. | |
| I' m not gonna be the calm in the storm. | |
| That' s not me. | |
| I' m not gonna take it anymore. | |
| Not in my name. | |
| I' m not gonna sit by the side of the road, watch my sisters sell their souls. | |
| But I don' t believe all the things they say. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. x2 | |
| It' s revolutionary to want this thing called peace | |
| As fevers and revenge spread like a state of emergency | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. x2 |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. | |
| I need your opinion like | |
| I need a bullet in my head. | |
| You didn' t care then, so why care now unless you' re cashing in on the dividends. | |
| I' m not gonna sit by the side of the road. | |
| Turn your cheek. | |
| I know what | |
| I saw, I' ll forget what | |
| I' m told. | |
| That' s not me. | |
| I' m not gonna sit by the side of the road, watching brothers die, or pretend it' s kosher. | |
| Cause that soldier could well have been me. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. x2 | |
| I had plans to be an officer, till | |
| I realized our guns point in the wrong direction. | |
| So drop the bombs on the other bombs, destroy the missiles put away your guns. and stop acting like big children, | |
| I can' t take this heat anymore. | |
| I' m not gonna be the calm in the storm. | |
| That' s not me. | |
| I' m not gonna take it anymore. | |
| Not in my name. | |
| I' m not gonna sit by the side of the road, watch my sisters sell their souls. | |
| But I don' t believe all the things they say. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. x2 | |
| It' s revolutionary to want this thing called peace | |
| As fevers and revenge spread like a state of emergency | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s gone to deep. | |
| Pull out, pull out, pull out, it' s later than you think. x2 |