| Song | Kill Shot |
| Artist | Genuflect |
| Album | The End of the World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
| This is a story for the glory of the whole world | |
| Preying off of a prayer | |
| There’s no future living life in the past | |
| There’s no savior | |
| There’s nobody there | |
| All we got is a lifeline | |
| For once in a lifetime I’ve found the truth | |
| Because they stabbed me in the back like a fucking rat | |
| They said, “Now what ya gona do?” | |
| And I said- | |
| Get out of my face | |
| Out of my way | |
| On account of blind faith take the kill shot | |
| Murder on a Sunday | |
| Watch em all drop | |
| Down goes another life | |
| Had a couple a good times and double the hood times | |
| It’s time to bruise | |
| I can’t believe the way that people can be so two faced and so removed | |
| Everybody’s got a mask to slide on to hide from the painful truth | |
| But when they stab you in the back like a fucking rat | |
| And say “now what ya gona do?” | |
| Then you say | |
| Get out of my face | |
| Out of my way | |
| On account of blind faith take the kill shot | |
| Murder on a Sunday | |
| Watch em all drop | |
| Down goes another life | |
| Pushing and shoving and beating us | |
| Pushing and shoving bleeding us | |
| Pushing and shoving and leaving us bloody | |
| Away we go | |
| Slicing and cutting, the blood will come running | |
| Away we go | |
| Ripping and gutting and beating us bloody | |
| And here we go now | |
| Pushing and shoving and leaving us down | |
| Tearing and cutting and bleeding us out | |
| Pushing and shoving and tearing and cutting | |
| The blood will all come running out | |
| Take the kill shot | |
| Down goes another life |
| zuo qu : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
| This is a story for the glory of the whole world | |
| Preying off of a prayer | |
| There' s no future living life in the past | |
| There' s no savior | |
| There' s nobody there | |
| All we got is a lifeline | |
| For once in a lifetime I' ve found the truth | |
| Because they stabbed me in the back like a fucking rat | |
| They said, " Now what ya gona do?" | |
| And I said | |
| Get out of my face | |
| Out of my way | |
| On account of blind faith take the kill shot | |
| Murder on a Sunday | |
| Watch em all drop | |
| Down goes another life | |
| Had a couple a good times and double the hood times | |
| It' s time to bruise | |
| I can' t believe the way that people can be so two faced and so removed | |
| Everybody' s got a mask to slide on to hide from the painful truth | |
| But when they stab you in the back like a fucking rat | |
| And say " now what ya gona do?" | |
| Then you say | |
| Get out of my face | |
| Out of my way | |
| On account of blind faith take the kill shot | |
| Murder on a Sunday | |
| Watch em all drop | |
| Down goes another life | |
| Pushing and shoving and beating us | |
| Pushing and shoving bleeding us | |
| Pushing and shoving and leaving us bloody | |
| Away we go | |
| Slicing and cutting, the blood will come running | |
| Away we go | |
| Ripping and gutting and beating us bloody | |
| And here we go now | |
| Pushing and shoving and leaving us down | |
| Tearing and cutting and bleeding us out | |
| Pushing and shoving and tearing and cutting | |
| The blood will all come running out | |
| Take the kill shot | |
| Down goes another life |
| zuò qǔ : Boudreau, Lawn, Simollardes, Sullivan | |
| This is a story for the glory of the whole world | |
| Preying off of a prayer | |
| There' s no future living life in the past | |
| There' s no savior | |
| There' s nobody there | |
| All we got is a lifeline | |
| For once in a lifetime I' ve found the truth | |
| Because they stabbed me in the back like a fucking rat | |
| They said, " Now what ya gona do?" | |
| And I said | |
| Get out of my face | |
| Out of my way | |
| On account of blind faith take the kill shot | |
| Murder on a Sunday | |
| Watch em all drop | |
| Down goes another life | |
| Had a couple a good times and double the hood times | |
| It' s time to bruise | |
| I can' t believe the way that people can be so two faced and so removed | |
| Everybody' s got a mask to slide on to hide from the painful truth | |
| But when they stab you in the back like a fucking rat | |
| And say " now what ya gona do?" | |
| Then you say | |
| Get out of my face | |
| Out of my way | |
| On account of blind faith take the kill shot | |
| Murder on a Sunday | |
| Watch em all drop | |
| Down goes another life | |
| Pushing and shoving and beating us | |
| Pushing and shoving bleeding us | |
| Pushing and shoving and leaving us bloody | |
| Away we go | |
| Slicing and cutting, the blood will come running | |
| Away we go | |
| Ripping and gutting and beating us bloody | |
| And here we go now | |
| Pushing and shoving and leaving us down | |
| Tearing and cutting and bleeding us out | |
| Pushing and shoving and tearing and cutting | |
| The blood will all come running out | |
| Take the kill shot | |
| Down goes another life |