The Killers - Blowback Lyrics

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Blowback

Blowback Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Blowback By The Killers?
She's reachin' for her backpack
Puts out a cigarette and gets on the bus She's sittin' on a secret She didn't ask for, no girl ever did But there's a whisper in her heartbeat And she can hear it just enough to keep her alive When she's breathing in the blowback There's nothing you can offer she ain't already tried But she's breathing in the blowback Born into poor white trash and always typecast But she's gonna break out, boy, you better know that It's just a matter of time she fights back (Breathing in the blowback) Breathing in the blowback She's sucking on a Tic Tac A good man is a mystery, she's looking for clues Whoa, you'd better check that, buddy 'Cause the blacktop's burning up what's left of the fuse And she knows where she comes from Doesn't need you draggin' her all through it again It's like breathing in the blowback It's a hijack, now how much are you willing to spend? But she's breathing in the blowback Born into poor white trash and always typecast But she's gonna break out, boy, you better know that It's just a matter of time she fights back (Breathing in the blowback) Breathing in the blowback (Breathing in the blowback) Pinwheels spinning, roller skates, and red flags (Breathing in the blowback) But she's gonna breakout, boy, you better know that Can you cast out a demon? Can you wrangle the wind? Will you stay when she's breathing the blowback again? |
Who Wrote Blowback By The Killers?
Brandon Flowers, Jonathan Rado, Ronald Dante Jr. Vannucci, Shawn Everett
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What's The Duration Of The Blowback By The Killers?The duration of Blowback is 3:59 minutes and seconds. |
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